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Pacific Pearls Atoll Baroque Charm Bracelet

A bracelet with pearls and charms
If it ain’t baroque, don’t fix it HAHAHAHAHA
Sorry, we’re getting a little punchy – it’s getting late
Model: ROS886M (B+)

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The Mehliad

Chapter 57
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.

“Wait!” Overlord Prime squealed as I approached it, axe in hand. “We can send you home! We can help free you!” After all this, finally, home was within reach.

“I’m listening.”

The ball of slugs shrank, revealing that the pedestal beneath them wasn’t just a pedestal.

It was a door.

“Holy shit,” I said, dumbfounded, “the fabled door desk.”

“This door served as our portal between your world and ours. It allowed us to expand our reach, to amass our power. We will let you use it to return home, if you spare us.” The mass of dickslugs writhed uncontrollably, either in fear or anticipation. I turned to Aoelh, who was soaked in the monsters’ yellow blood.

“What do you think, buddy?” I asked. “This is what we’ve worked so hard to find. This is my ticket home.” He stood silently, stoic as ever, silver discs in his hands.

“Yeah, me either,” I said, and swung the axe down onto the door. The wood splintered into pieces as Overlord Prime screamed in terror.