Source: World of Middle-earth
Disclaimer: Tolkien’s heroic symphony… Kortirion’s fugue
His brothers had taught him to hunt using all his senses; to look, listen, to feel the wind and judge if his quarry could smell him, to use his nose and search for scents, touch fresh broken leaves, taste newly disturbed mud... They were far more capable than he, their senses keener. It was Glorfindel took him aside,
“Estel, not only with your eyes and hands – pursue with your head and heart.”
He’d sighted his wary quarry; sat listening carefully, planned - now he approached with all his skill, alert to the faint, tantalising musk, anticipating, almost tasting...
...that first kiss.