As you move through the tunnels the only sound is your foot falls. Now you are becoming aware of fork's and branches dark tunnels leading off in every direction. It's then you being to hear the hollow clip clop of cloven hooves on hard stone. The sounds seem to echo from every direction at once! The sound confuses you...what kind of hooved animal could be in these under ground passages.
As you near the next torch hanging from it's wall holder, you catch a glimpse of movement ahead. You race around the corner looking
up at the rough beast you find there. Eight foot tall or higher, with short black fur delineating his every line, and his head. Inhuman, fabled bullish and blocky with golden undying eyes. A heavy thick hand rests upon your shoulder, forcing you to your knees. As a golden circlet seemingly delicate, yet with imponderable
weight closes about his neck. A chain spilling from his huge fist runs to your circlet. In low growling tones his voice rumbles ordering you to rise.
Bound, you are led around three short corners, and enters the center of the Maze. The Minotaur's abode, lays before you now. A strange demense of cavern and garden, with millenia of tribute from kings, warriors, philosophers, and aesthetes all arrayed. You are taken to a large satin flat couch and lane upon it. On your stomach, you feel very vunerable. The Minotaur looms over you hulking as he sits beside you. Reaching out from the couch, ponderous but with and inexorable grace. He plucks a single grape, and feeds it to you.
Then he lifts a fragile crystal goblet to your lips, in
the thick-fingered hands that could easily splinter stone. Again you are fed, and given another swallow. After your hunger and thrist are surfeit. The Minotaur's hands rest upon your shoulders, and trace the sleek lines of your body. Huge blunt hands move over your trembling form, so large they easily encircle your ankles. Effortlessly they spread your legs, locking them apart with a bar no doubt also of some precious metals. It is cool against your skin, even as his touch is so warm they almost seem to burn you.