[grungerocs]

[voidcelestial]

[opens-at-nightfall]

Like the Circus…

[opens-at-nightfall]

Two magicians, perfectly matched…

[opens-at-nightfall]

Celia has butterflies to help her do her hair…

[opens-at-nightfall]

More of Celia’s precious stars, glittering the night away in the far-away firmament…

[waterloosunsetinboston]

[iloveyoursoul]

[howlyshit]

[stranissimo]

[lifeslikeacupoftea]

[sitting-in-wonderland]

[sitting-in-wonderland]

[allthesmallthings-things]

[diamonds--and-daisychains]

♡ on We Heart It.

[sayiko]

[thehermitbumblebee]

There’s an undefined beauty in the piano. It’s mystical, it’s beautiful. And when you watch someone play it, it’s even better. It’s more than just artistic. Watching the fingers, the delicate hands, fly across the keyboard. Watching the person’s face have so much passion in it, letting it move throughout their whole body, the passion. It’s like butterfly wings fluttering across a field. Or like fall, when the leaves slowly sway downwards. Music, in general, is beautiful. But the piano, the piano is magical.