I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.
I absolutely love this image for so many reasons. It’s war. They’re not pristine. War is dirty, grim, and horrible. Their clothes are torn and blood-spattered (with black orc blood by the looks of it). Their hair is coming undone and they, themselves, are not unscathed. Still, they are noble Elf-lords, and they literally have each other’s back.