The battle between Fingolfin, High King of the Noldor in Beleriand, and Morgoth, the Dark Foe of the World, from J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Silmarillion.
“For the rocks rang with the shrill music of Fingolfin’s horn, and his voice came keen and clear down into the depths of Angband; and Fingolfin named Morgoth craven, and lord of slaves. Therefore Morgoth came, climbing slowly from his subterranean throne, and the rumour of his feet was like thunder underground. And he issued forth clad in black armour; and he stood before the King like a tower, iron-crowned, and his vast shield, sable unblazoned, cast a shadow over him like a stormcloud. But Fingolfin gleamed beneath it as a star; for his mail was overlaid with silver, and his blue shield was set with crytals; and he drew his sword Ringil, that glittered ice.” - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion
If you have the willpower to not reblog Smiguel.
I salute you, amigo.
This amazing close-up of a moth’s face shows its large compound eye and long proboscis. Taken by Ralph Grimm, this photo is one of 10 finalists in the 2014 Australian Museum & New Scientist Eureka Prize for Science Photography.
See all of the finalists: http://bit.ly/1sO46ck via The Australian Museum
Some hoppers simply have more style than others hoppers.
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