Faisel Gleam Unisex T-shirt


A unisex white t-shirt with a manga style painting of Faisel, a resident of Luzmeria’s The Gleam.

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My name is Petal (to humans) and I am Morgru.

I stretched out on the blanket in the corner of the garage, resting my head on my remaining front paw. My stump itched a little today but the pain had long faded. I watched as Faisel grabbed his tools and lifted the hood of the transpo, applying his gift to make the heavy machinery light as air. His ability always fascinated me, even after months together.

Faisel leaned over the engine, attuning himself to the flows of energy and sounds through the parts. His eyes swept across tubes and conduits, searching for the problem. I may appear as a dog to others, but my senses were far keener. I could hear the crackle of energy arcing across a damaged conduit, and smell the acrid tinge of overheating wires. But I stayed silent – Faisel’s gift was his own, and I would not interfere.

After a few minutes, Faisel straightened with a smile. “Found it. Bad conduit, just like I thought.” He grabbed a replacement from the shelf, deftly removing the damaged part. I watched as he worked, hands moving with confidence and care over the machinery. Faisel loved fixing things, making the broken whole again, and his joy in the work shone through.

I had seen much darkness and fear in my life, more than any creature should have to bear. But here, in this place, I had found warmth and care. Faisel never treated me as lesser for my missing limb or strange silences. He accepted me as I was, scars and all. I never thought I would find a home, yet this garage and the man within had become home to me. My place was here, by his side, for as long as he would have me.

The woman arrived to retrieve her transpo, smiling at the now purring engine. “Thank you again,” she said to Faisel, handing him payment. He waved her off with a laugh.
“Just doing my job. You two have a safe trip!”

The transpo rumbled out of the garage, leaving us in the quiet once more. Faisel knelt down, scratching behind my ears. “Ready to head home, girl?”

I nuzzled into his hand, tail thumping. Home. The word still sounded strange to me at times. For most of my life, I had wandered the streets and alleys of the city alone, avoiding contact with the two-legged inhabitants. My kind were solitary creatures by nature, only coming together to mate before separating once more. We did not form bonds or lasting relationships.

Until the day I met Faisel.

He had found me in the aftermath of the transpo accident, my limb crushed beyond saving. I have no memory of the accident or the days following – Faisel told me I had dragged myself into an alley to die alone, as was the way of my kind. But Faisel would not allow that. He took me to Aravind, the animal healer, who amputated my ruined leg. Faisel then brought me to his garage, nursing me back to health though I snapped and snarled at his attempts to help. His persistence and kindness confused me. Why would this human care for a worthless stray like me?

Weeks passed as my body healed, though my missing leg would never return. Faisel continued to care for me, bringing me food and water, talking to me in a gentle soothing voice. I began to grow accustomed to his presence and care. For the first time, I formed an attachment to another being. Faisel became the center of my small world.

When I was able to hobble around again, Faisel did not cast me out as I had expected. Instead, he made a place for me in his garage and his home. I became his constant companion, watching over the garage during the days, curling up at the foot of his bed at night.

“Home, girl?” Faisel asked again, smiling.

I met his eyes and thumped my tail once more. Yes, I was ready to go home – our home. The home we had built together, human and Morgru, against the odds. My place was by his side, for as long as he would have me.

Home. The word would never again sound strange to me.

About this T-shirt:

This t-shirt is everything you’ve dreamed of and more. It feels soft and lightweight, with the right amount of stretch. It’s comfortable and flattering for all.

• 100% combed and ring-spun cotton (Heather colors contain polyester)
• Fabric weight: 4.2 oz/yd² (142 g/m²)
• Pre-shrunk fabric
• Side-seamed construction
• Shoulder-to-shoulder taping
• Blank product sourced from Guatemala, Nicaragua, Mexico, Honduras, or the US

This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!

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