Tired of battling a war that wasn't theirs,

Romeo And Juliet grew wings and started flying.

I don't believe love was the source of their courage,

For one would be a fool to underestimate

The gravity-defying power of desperation.

The story behind it:

While I was coming up with a concept themed around chess, I couldn't help but pity the pawns, who when we really think about it, are basically caught in a perpetual fight between two ancient kingdoms (or at least that's how I've always pictured chess games in my mind).

Are we sure those poor pawns want to risk their wooden lives for a conflict that might not even be in their hearts? I wondered as my mind went astray.

Without much hesitation, I grabbed my old chessboard, arranged the pieces in the most tragic way possible, and took a picture while the gears were still turning in my head:

Something about this whole narrative I crafted made me think of Romeo and Juliet, and the rest of the picture just drew itself instantly from that point onwards. That's how two opposing pawns fell in love, and while desperate by the thought of ever hurting each other, they inevitably had to grow wings to flee their boxy prison.