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Store Call of Cthulhu - Lovecraftian T-Shirt
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Call of Cthulhu - Lovecraftian T-Shirt

$20.00

Ah, when Cthulhu rises from the sea... well, friend, that’s when reality takes a sick day and the human mind starts to come apart like wet tissue paper.

In the Lovecraftian Mythos, when Great Cthulhu stirs in his sunken corpse-city of R’lyeh, it's not just a monster climbing out of the ocean. It’s the return of a cosmic truth so fundamentally alien and horrifying that the human mind isn't equipped to handle it.

Dreams spread like contagion—people around the world start sharing nightmares of a titanic figure rising from the deep, muttering in an alien tongue:
“Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.”


Product features
- Solid colors made from 100% cotton for softness.
- Side seams provide a structured fit that lasts.
- Neck and shoulder tape stabilizes seams effortlessly.
- Ribbed knit collar retains shape and enhances comfort.
- Regular fit that runs true to size for easy wearing.

Care instructions
- Do not iron
- Do not dryclean
- Machine wash: cold (max 30C or 90F)
- Do not bleach
- Do not tumble dry

 SMLXL2XL3XL
Width, in18.5020.5122.2424.0225.2526.73
Length, in27.9929.4930.9832.2532.9933.50
Size tolerance, in1.001.001.001.001.001.00

 

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Ah, when Cthulhu rises from the sea... well, friend, that’s when reality takes a sick day and the human mind starts to come apart like wet tissue paper.

In the Lovecraftian Mythos, when Great Cthulhu stirs in his sunken corpse-city of R’lyeh, it's not just a monster climbing out of the ocean. It’s the return of a cosmic truth so fundamentally alien and horrifying that the human mind isn't equipped to handle it.

Dreams spread like contagion—people around the world start sharing nightmares of a titanic figure rising from the deep, muttering in an alien tongue:
“Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.”


Product features
- Solid colors made from 100% cotton for softness.
- Side seams provide a structured fit that lasts.
- Neck and shoulder tape stabilizes seams effortlessly.
- Ribbed knit collar retains shape and enhances comfort.
- Regular fit that runs true to size for easy wearing.

Care instructions
- Do not iron
- Do not dryclean
- Machine wash: cold (max 30C or 90F)
- Do not bleach
- Do not tumble dry

 SMLXL2XL3XL
Width, in18.5020.5122.2424.0225.2526.73
Length, in27.9929.4930.9832.2532.9933.50
Size tolerance, in1.001.001.001.001.001.00

 

Ah, when Cthulhu rises from the sea... well, friend, that’s when reality takes a sick day and the human mind starts to come apart like wet tissue paper.

In the Lovecraftian Mythos, when Great Cthulhu stirs in his sunken corpse-city of R’lyeh, it's not just a monster climbing out of the ocean. It’s the return of a cosmic truth so fundamentally alien and horrifying that the human mind isn't equipped to handle it.

Dreams spread like contagion—people around the world start sharing nightmares of a titanic figure rising from the deep, muttering in an alien tongue:
“Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.”


Product features
- Solid colors made from 100% cotton for softness.
- Side seams provide a structured fit that lasts.
- Neck and shoulder tape stabilizes seams effortlessly.
- Ribbed knit collar retains shape and enhances comfort.
- Regular fit that runs true to size for easy wearing.

Care instructions
- Do not iron
- Do not dryclean
- Machine wash: cold (max 30C or 90F)
- Do not bleach
- Do not tumble dry

 SMLXL2XL3XL
Width, in18.5020.5122.2424.0225.2526.73
Length, in27.9929.4930.9832.2532.9933.50
Size tolerance, in1.001.001.001.001.001.00

 

When age fell upon the world, and wonder went out of the minds of men; when grey cities reared to smoky skies tall towers grim and ugly, in whose shadow none might dream of the sun or of spring’s flowering meads; when learning stripped earth of her mantle of beauty, and poets sang no more save of twisted phantoms seen with bleared and inward-looking eyes; when these things had come to pass, and childish hopes had gone away forever, there was a man who travelled out of life on a quest into the spaces whither the world’s dreams had fled.


– HP Lovecraft