At first, I interpretted it as 'in death, the living still exist'
now i see it as 'death and life are the same, both beautiful and horrible at the same time"
I don't know why I interpret it as such, but I do.
Hundreds have perished for her, honoring knighthood, yet she was struck. Not by blade, but by remorse. She may be powerful, but no one can bring back the dead and she knows it. The only reward she can give now is to thank them. Only this, nothing more. She can't hear their hundreds praises, only their hundreds screams.
This is the dark side of leadership.
Again, tragic, yet beautiful.
(The best thing is that im listening to "Cost of the Crown" as im looking at this picture, which is so damn fitting)
I can't stop staring at the soldiers up front raising their swords to salute their princess. And I just noticed that the sword is tied to the grave. It's just... there are no words.
words in an art
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The reflection of the living knights in the water puddles sets the atmosphere perfectly, such a beautiful and melancholy piece.
You capture the epitome of innocence perfectly...
I wish the innocence you know could flood the world.. The wars would cease, and love would reign...
With that much pure innocence in you, you must be an angel inside.. I wager you have the afterlife uncontested...
The birbs in the background though