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Meh Shirt

Our normal crappy design on a new, fancy shirt
It’s a softer, heathered tri-blend, which is what all the cool kids are maybe wearing
Heathered gray, or heathered black, which means it has that kind textured look
From Next Level, a shirt maker we’re trying out since American Apparel isn’t really American Apparel any more
Model: 6010 / 6710 (B+)

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The Mehliad

Chapter 59
Continuing the tale of young Dan Fogelberg (no not that one), who fell asleep in a storm and woke in a fantastical, creepy land. Beyond that, your guess is as good as ours.

The air smelled sweet when we touched down on a fertile plain. We disembarked cautiously, but soon smiling faces greeted us as people made their way to welcome us to their community.

This place wasn’t on any of Goggles’ maps. It was uncharted territory. But it felt familiar. Comfortable. Not quite as good as home, but what could ever be?

“Greetings,” a small woman bade us while we entered the village center. I figured this was finally his moment to shine, but Aoelh just waved.

“Uh, hi. I’m Dan Fogelberg. My friend Aoelh and I are travelers, and we’ve-”

“Oh, we know who you are! The chieftain has talked of you and your battle against Overlord Prime for many nights now!”

“Oh. Chieftain?”

“Hello, Danny boy,” a familiar voice spoke from over my shoulder.

“No. Fucking. Way.” I turned to see for myself, and there he stood. I swallowed.

“Snapster.”