The Reaper & His Rose

He came for her soul at midnight.

She was supposed to be a collection — another name crossed off the list, another light extinguished. But the Reaper stood at the threshold and couldn’t do it. Some things are too rare to take. So he kept her instead. Not as a prisoner. As his.

This shirt is for the roses who made Death himself fall in love. The ones who looked the Grim Reaper in the eyes and somehow made him blink first.

• Moody black and blood-red print — front and back
• 100% cotton, medium weight — soft enough for every day
• DTG front & back art, DTF sleeve & neck prints — crisp detail that holds
• Ribbed collar with shoulder tape — keeps its shape
• Tear-away label, Oeko-Tex certified, made in Nicaragua
• Machine wash cold, tumble dry low, no iron

Part of the Surrendered & Claimed collection — for the ones who stopped running.