[{"id":11096195101,"handle":"new","updated_at":"2021-08-01T14:05:24-07:00","published_at":"2017-11-03T12:15:29-07:00","sort_order":"created-desc","template_suffix":"","published_scope":"web","title":"*New*","body_html":""},{"id":176438598,"handle":"enamel-pins","updated_at":"2021-08-01T10:45:07-07:00","published_at":"2016-01-02T16:03:00-08:00","sort_order":"created-desc","template_suffix":"","published_scope":"web","title":"Enamel Pins","body_html":""},{"id":271543009434,"handle":"garden-of-unearthly-delights","updated_at":"2021-08-01T12:45:04-07:00","published_at":"2021-06-29T20:56:12-07:00","sort_order":"best-selling","template_suffix":"","published_scope":"web","title":"Garden of Unearthly Delights","body_html":"\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Damnit.” Watch stopped. This was the spot she described. Seven miles deep into the Athol woods, stop at the tree with the rune carvings.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWell, here was the tree. Where was she?\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYou sigh. Never trust a “witch”. Thrusting, you bury the tip of your shovel deep into the black soil.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFour hours later and she’s still not here. Neither is the lockbox of priceless jewelry she promised. Wiping sweat from your brow, you look with a strange sense of accomplishment at the deep, wide hole you’ve dug.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe sun has nearly set. You turn on your lantern.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSomeone rustles in bushes behind you, startled by the sudden light. “Helena?” You call. “Kinda late.”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA pair of eyes glow back at you from the brush. They shine strangely, catlike. “Where is it?” You ask, trying to get a better look at her through the tangle of brush. “You gonna come out of there?”\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShe lunges. “Oof!” You fall back hard into the bottom of the hole. “Helena?” She stands above you. But it most certainly is not Helena. And this was no hole you dug, but a grave.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","image":{"created_at":"2021-06-30T17:25:08-07:00","alt":null,"width":1800,"height":200,"src":"https:\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1110\/8254\/collections\/garden-accent.jpg?v=1625099109"}},{"id":271542845594,"handle":"we-have-always-lived-in-the-mansion","updated_at":"2021-08-01T14:05:24-07:00","published_at":"2021-06-29T20:52:01-07:00","sort_order":"best-selling","template_suffix":"","published_scope":"web","title":"We Have Always Lived in the Mansion","body_html":"\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" dir=\"auto\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWith a push, the heavy oak doors open, releasing a breath of air long held, smelling of antiqued memories and overgrown vines. Indeed the conservatory’s foliage has invaded this part of the mansion. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYou cross the ruins of the once coveted parquet floors with reverence and touch the phonograph abandoned on the credenza. There’s a record still in it. Brushing aside a curl of unruly vines, you set the needle. The record crackles to life and the sigh of a lone cello echos down long halls and up weaving staircases, like blood pumped through veins long dormant. The last song she must have heard before the great fire. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: left;\"\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYou don’t feel as though you are listening alone, suddenly. Not to worry. It’s just you and the vines here, after all.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","image":{"created_at":"2021-06-30T17:57:17-07:00","alt":null,"width":1800,"height":200,"src":"https:\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1110\/8254\/collections\/mansion-accents.jpg?v=1625101038"}}]
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Collectible item. Features artist's signature stamped on the back.
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The purrfect enamel pin for cat mommies. Features a dragon winged black cat with a banner that reads "Mother of Kittens". A cute accessory to wear on any jacket, bag, backpack, lanyard, and more.
