Grey

Fingers glide effortlessly along ivory keys. Various notes fill up the room, a melody born out of the basic need to create, emotions intertwining as his fingers move among the white of his piano. The black keys not forgotten, as they bring balance to his composition. A life lesson he learned years ago; light cannot thrive without darkness as darkness cannot thrive without the light. Black and white were needed to create an in depth symphony, a symbol of his inner turmoil.

Fingers glide effortlessly along ivory keys, and for a moment his entire world turned a beautiful shade of grey.