Their lair

Their Lair
"It was a cold day when I arrived at their lair. My mind was razor sharp and my muscles were tight as a bow string. I knew what I had to do, but I was not sure if I could do it when the time came. I knew I had the courage and the strength, but determination is a strange thing when it comes to taking a life. It is as if the voices of the after life can change the course of future, like a storm can change the fait of a boat on the open ocean."
 
I painted this one back in 2023 and it was one of my first painting from imagination that I actually liked.
 
What you'll get:
A print on a 300 g/cm3 paper of the chosen size, signed in the back.
Please note: colors may vary slightly depending on your screen.