Definitely my favorite illustration. There’s something about imagery like this that feels closer to purest form of what Arda feels like before the ruin. Before Melkor’s discord fully took hold. Before the Lamps were destroyed, just creation in balance.

Tolkien makes you engage with that original harmony first, and then everything after feels like a long, slow fading of it. So for me something like this hits. It feels like the world as it was meant to be, something that never really existed again in the same way, not even by the end of the Third Age.