Brenna had belonged to one of the homesteads that had gotten set up and running a few years before the great collapse of 2012. She had never expected the horrors that came, nor the wars and riots and suffering, but she was now a member of one of the thirty seven Cascadian Tribes.
She mostly spent her days digging holes near the new coastline, looking for old settlements and landfills. She had once struck it rich and found an abandoned antique store that hadn't been raided yet.
She made this necklace from her favorite little bits she found in that store. You have to keep moving these days, so she wore a lot the bits that would eventually find their way into more elaborate sculptures back at the family yurt.