Sakura Souls

The Lady Oni - woven blanket

$125.00 USD

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Sizes 50" x 60" 60" x 80"

The Lady Oni guards the threshold between worlds—fierce protector draped in wisteria and wildflowers, her horns crowned with blooms that refuse to wilt. Lady Oni doesn't ask permission to exist in both darkness and light; she simply does, wrapped in a sunset that never fades.

This heirloom woven blanket captures that duality: soft enough to cradle you through nightmares, bold enough to remind you that monsters can be beautiful. Perfect for anyone who's ever felt too much of everything and refused to apologize for it.

Sakura Souls - Beauty in Light & Shadow

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Product Information

Product features:

100% cotton yarn with mystical
colorful fringe
Woven by moonlight on enchanted looms
(okay, regular looms, but we like the drama)
Soft as a ghost's whisper

Product specs:

50" x 60" Throw Blanket perfect for solo coziness
60" x 80" Queen Size large
enough to snuggle with your sweetie

Product care:

Machine wash cold (like our hearts)
Air dry laying flat (in eternal repose) preferred but can tumble dry low
Use a mesh laundry bag for washing and drying to protect fringe from tangling like a spider’s web in a tornado
Easy care no harsh cleaners or dry cleaning

Woven Grace

We wove a cloud into a blanket - soft as silk, stunning as art

Elegance for Every Season

Woven with intention. Textured weave, decorative fringe—the kind of blanket that brings refined beauty to every room.

Choose Your Size

Choose throw size for solo snuggles or queen size for you and your favorite weirdo.

Easy Blanket TLC

Gentle wash in a mesh bag, low heat or hang dry, no harsh cleaners. Keep it cozy, and it'll keep you cozy right back—forever (okay, well maybe not forever, but a long time).

Bloom & Thorn

She was born between worlds. From her first breath, she was wrong. "Hide the horns." "Tame the fire.” “Kill the mercy.” “Embrace the rage.”

She tried to twist herself into something acceptable: to be gentler, fiercer, smaller, stronger - what everyone told her she should be. One night, desperate, she knelt by the water and begged the Water Dragon, “Change me, make me one thing. I can’t keep living like this.”

The dragon's voice rippled across the water, ancient and unmoved: You are already whole.

The words felt like a slap. She didn't want to be whole like this. She raged. She wept. She tore at the earth. Humans fled in fear. Demons turned away in disgust. She was utterly alone and something inside her broke - the hope that she would ever fit in and she raged again.

When the storm finally quieted, she watched wisteria petals drift across the water, delicate flowers on hardy vines. Then she understood: strength doesn't erase softness; gentleness doesn't mean weakness. She didn't need to choose or apologize for what she was.

She crowned her horns with blooms that refused to wilt. Walked through darkness and light wrapped in a sunset that never fades. Now she watches over those who feel too much. She reminds them what the water dragon taught her: You are already whole. You can be all of it. Always.