Grampus - TrailSnailz Mystical Snail Sculpture

Introducing TrailSnailz Mystical Snail Sculptures - a captivating and enchanting woodland miniature that will bring a touch of whimsy and magic to your home. Meticulously handcrafted with a blend of real snail shell and high-quality polymer clay, this unique piece of art is both a delightful decoration and an amazing conversation starter. 

Each Sculpture features a genuine snail shell, carefully selected and cleaned to ensure a stunning and natural appearance. The body of the snail is skillfully sculpted from durable polymer clay, with intricate details and a charming design that highlights the beauty of the shell. The enchanting colors and patterns are lovingly sculpted and hand-painted, adding to the sculpture's overall mystical charm. 

Measuring approximately 2-3 inches in size, this enchanting woodland miniature is the perfect addition to any indoor or outdoor space. It can be placed on a windowsill, nestled among plants in a terrarium, or showcased on a bookshelf as a captivating accent piece. No matter where you choose to display your TrailSnailz Sculpture, it is sure to enchant everyone who sees it. 

Please note that each snail sculpture is individually handcrafted and may vary slightly in size, shape, and color. This ensures that your TrailSnailz Sculpure is a one-of-a-kind piece of art, making it a truly special and unique gift for yourself or a loved one. 

Bring the magic of the forest into your home with the TrailSnailz.

This snailz name is Grampus. 

Grampus is the shadowy figure that lurks in the deepest corners of the TrailSnailz tunnels, known to appear only during the chill of winter, when Christmas draws near. Unlike the other snailz who celebrate the season with warmth and joy, Grampus has a darker role to play. Cloaked in a tattered, hooded robe and gripping his twisted staff, he watches over the younger snailz, especially those who misbehave or forget the spirit of kindness. Legends tell of a time when Grampus was a wise elder, but one fateful Christmas, he ventured into the forbidden under-tunnels and emerged changed, his heart hardened by ancient magic. Now, he roams the burrows, reminding wayward snailz to tread carefully, lest they find themselves in his icy grasp. Some believe that, beneath his frightening exterior, the echoes of his former gentleness still linger, softened just a little by the Christmas lights glimmering in the distance.