You're out of breath, hope and provisions. The lights dim to black and fog emanates from all around as you approach the center of the maze. Your heart pumps, and then your ears pick up the faint sounds of killer guitar riffs. Compelling you on, the hard rocking sounds lead you to the heart of the labyrinth, where you see the awe and might of the the beast himself, Guitarotaur. And who says Greek mythology is lame? Snag up my newest painting, Theseus will thank you.
Guitarotaur Art Print
$20.00Price
