As if she wasn’t beautiful enough, she shamed the night sky when her graphite lead pure artistry across the blank page. Shading; effortless. Her mind was every colour, her pencil the conductor. Grey, perhaps, was her tool of choice. But the depth and the endless spectrum amongst pale canvas made it a rainbow. She was magic, and her creations were nothing less than herself: Phenomenal.

Rosalei Nateren (via rosaleithewitch)