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Rickshaw Single Pen Sleeve - Retro 1951 Dracula

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Rickshaw Single Pen Sleeve - Retro 1951 Dracula

Cloaked in the essence of the night and drenched with a blood red barrel, this Halloween Tornado is ominously adorned with black graphic art that evokes the sinister scene of the Count’s realm. Bats fly into the night while gothic towers hover and the threat of darkness looms over the main characters of this book. Each Rollerball is topped with Dracula’s fangs on the finial ready to bite the next victim and finished with Stealth Black accents that adds to the aura of malevolent elegance. As smooth as it is spooky, it calls your name and you don’t know if you should run to it, or from it, yet it calls

Cloaked in the essence of the night and drenched with a blood red barrel, this Halloween Tornado is ominously adorned with black graphic art that evokes the sinister scene of the Count’s realm. Bats fly into the night while gothic towers hover and the threat of darkness looms over the main characters of this book. Each Rollerball is topped with Dracula’s fangs on the finial ready to bite the next victim and finished with Stealth Black accents that adds to the aura of malevolent elegance. As smooth as it is spooky, it calls your name and you don’t know if you should run to it, or from it, yet it calls

$7.35

Original: $21.00

-65%
Rickshaw Single Pen Sleeve - Retro 1951 Dracula—

$21.00

$7.35

Description

Cloaked in the essence of the night and drenched with a blood red barrel, this Halloween Tornado is ominously adorned with black graphic art that evokes the sinister scene of the Count’s realm. Bats fly into the night while gothic towers hover and the threat of darkness looms over the main characters of this book. Each Rollerball is topped with Dracula’s fangs on the finial ready to bite the next victim and finished with Stealth Black accents that adds to the aura of malevolent elegance. As smooth as it is spooky, it calls your name and you don’t know if you should run to it, or from it, yet it calls