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"gateus" unisex t-shirt
"gateus" unisex t-shirt
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In the cobblestone streets of Victorvale, nestled under the shadow of towering spires and fog-laden alleyways, a terror arose that would forever scar its Victorian legacy. The town, known for its opulent galas and technological innovations, could not have foreseen the menace that would creep from its underbelly.
It began with a single sighting—a shadow darting from the edge of one's vision, a fleeting glimpse of a rat larger than any natural beast. But soon, the tales grew more ominous. Whispers circulated of a rat with eyes that glowed a chilling shade of crimson, and a body that moved with an eerie, human-like deliberateness.
The misfortune was initially subtle. Food stores were ransacked, strange gnaw marks appeared on doors, and a low, unnatural chittering echoed through the night. But as days turned into weeks, Victorvale's citizens began to vanish. The missing were always last seen near the town's extensive sewer system, the mazelike network that now served as the demon rat's domain.
On a fateful misty evening, Mayor Archibald ventured out with a brigade of determined men, aiming to delve into the sewers and eradicate the verminous menace. Armed with torches and firearms, they descended, unaware of the eyes that tracked their every move.
Hours turned into days, but the brigade never returned. Instead, the town's central square became the stage for a horrifying spectacle. Emerging from the sewers, a grotesque figure stood in the torchlight—the Rat King. This demon, twice the height of a man, was an amalgamation of countless rats, all bound together by knotted tails and guided by a singular malevolent consciousness.
Each night, the Rat King emerged to claim more victims. Households were invaded, streets were dominated, and a once-thriving town was brought to its knees. The demon's influence wasn't just physical; an aura of despair settled on Victorvale. Nightmares plagued the young and old, all featuring the ever-watchful crimson eyes of the Rat King.
Lady Eleanor, a reputed mystic, proposed a desperate plan. Drawing on ancient rituals, she devised a trap to bind and banish the Rat King. Using herself as bait, she lured the demon to the grand Clocktower, where an intricate circle of runes and symbols awaited.
As the clock struck midnight, Lady Eleanor's chant reached a crescendo. The tower's bell tolled, releasing a shockwave of ethereal energy. The Rat King, caught within the circle, was torn apart, its essence banished to the nether realms.
Victorvale, though liberated, was forever changed. The town's majestic aura was replaced by a more somber atmosphere. The Clocktower became a monument to both their survival and the sacrifices made. And as the years passed, while children played in the streets and life resumed, the shadow of the Rat King's reign served as a haunting reminder of the fragility of their existence.
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Made from 100% organic ring-spun cotton, this unisex t-shirt is a total must-have. It's high-quality, super comfy, and best of all—eco-friendly.
• 100% organic ring-spun cotton
• Fabric weight: 5.3 oz./yd.² (180 g/m²)
• Single jersey
• Medium fit
• Set-in sleeves
• 1 × 1 rib at collar
• Wide double-needle topstitch on the sleeves and bottom hems
• Self-fabric neck tape (inside, back of the neck)
• Blank product sourced from Bangladesh
The sizes correspond to a smaller size in the US market, so US customers should order a size up.
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
It began with a single sighting—a shadow darting from the edge of one's vision, a fleeting glimpse of a rat larger than any natural beast. But soon, the tales grew more ominous. Whispers circulated of a rat with eyes that glowed a chilling shade of crimson, and a body that moved with an eerie, human-like deliberateness.
The misfortune was initially subtle. Food stores were ransacked, strange gnaw marks appeared on doors, and a low, unnatural chittering echoed through the night. But as days turned into weeks, Victorvale's citizens began to vanish. The missing were always last seen near the town's extensive sewer system, the mazelike network that now served as the demon rat's domain.
On a fateful misty evening, Mayor Archibald ventured out with a brigade of determined men, aiming to delve into the sewers and eradicate the verminous menace. Armed with torches and firearms, they descended, unaware of the eyes that tracked their every move.
Hours turned into days, but the brigade never returned. Instead, the town's central square became the stage for a horrifying spectacle. Emerging from the sewers, a grotesque figure stood in the torchlight—the Rat King. This demon, twice the height of a man, was an amalgamation of countless rats, all bound together by knotted tails and guided by a singular malevolent consciousness.
Each night, the Rat King emerged to claim more victims. Households were invaded, streets were dominated, and a once-thriving town was brought to its knees. The demon's influence wasn't just physical; an aura of despair settled on Victorvale. Nightmares plagued the young and old, all featuring the ever-watchful crimson eyes of the Rat King.
Lady Eleanor, a reputed mystic, proposed a desperate plan. Drawing on ancient rituals, she devised a trap to bind and banish the Rat King. Using herself as bait, she lured the demon to the grand Clocktower, where an intricate circle of runes and symbols awaited.
As the clock struck midnight, Lady Eleanor's chant reached a crescendo. The tower's bell tolled, releasing a shockwave of ethereal energy. The Rat King, caught within the circle, was torn apart, its essence banished to the nether realms.
Victorvale, though liberated, was forever changed. The town's majestic aura was replaced by a more somber atmosphere. The Clocktower became a monument to both their survival and the sacrifices made. And as the years passed, while children played in the streets and life resumed, the shadow of the Rat King's reign served as a haunting reminder of the fragility of their existence.
* * *
Made from 100% organic ring-spun cotton, this unisex t-shirt is a total must-have. It's high-quality, super comfy, and best of all—eco-friendly.
• 100% organic ring-spun cotton
• Fabric weight: 5.3 oz./yd.² (180 g/m²)
• Single jersey
• Medium fit
• Set-in sleeves
• 1 × 1 rib at collar
• Wide double-needle topstitch on the sleeves and bottom hems
• Self-fabric neck tape (inside, back of the neck)
• Blank product sourced from Bangladesh
The sizes correspond to a smaller size in the US market, so US customers should order a size up.
This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
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