Woz Stork And Scarecrow Classic Shoes
Wizard of Oz

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“The stork carried him up into the air.” Not a metaphor. Not a hallucination. Just another day in the beautifully strange geography of Oz—though not the sugarcoated Technicolor one you're used to. This is Oz as it was first drawn: vintage, uncanny, and quietly absurd.
These classic sneakers feature a stark black-and-white scene pulled directly from the original illustrations of L. Frank Baum’s The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. The Scarecrow, limbs askew, is being lifted skyward by a determined stork—rescued mid-ruin, mid-narrative, mid-whatever-the-hell-that-chapter-was.
The quote—“The stork carried him up into the air”—arches across the top like a line from a child’s fever dream. The ground below spirals away, reduced to a swirl of unreachable landmarks. Both shoes echo the same moment, as if trapped in a loop of surreal salvation. It’s not triumphant. It’s… suspended.














Wonders Whispered About These Wares

Powers Bestowed Upon the Possessor

Jaded Lament Discovery Note

Why the Laments Loved This Artifact

Adored By (and Designed For)

Atmospheres Clinging to These Relics

These Vibes Shall Be the Emanation

Hymns to Strengthen Thy Enchanted Relic
Lend Thine Ear, Fortify Thy Powers. Invoke these chants whilst donning thy wares, that the enchantment might seep deeper into thy bones.
The Tedious but Necessary Bits
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Size Sorrows Be Gone
The Laments Shall Stitch Another Pair If Yours Don’t Fit.
• Fits true, like fate.
• Removable insole—should you wish to walk a softer path.
• Crafted from premium materials, blessed and battle-ready.
• Canvas kissed by design, grounded by a rubber sole.
• Colors hold fast like memory—vivid, precise, unforgettable.
• Made-to-order, conjured just for you—no two pairs walk the same world. -
Trade Routes, Tides & Transit
A Note from the Laments Regarding Fulfillment: Each relic is conjured upon request, hand-wrought in our faraway atelier with care befitting the Old Ways. Most emerge within 5–10 days; arrival at your threshold may span 2–3 weeks, depending on tides, tempests, or logistics beyond mortal control.
Some parcels may arrive separately—such is the nature of enchanted logistics.
Should you harbor questions, omens, or mere curiosities, the Laments are always listening. Reach out at will.