Anonymous requested —> Klatia

…but that’s all ruined now, isn’t it?

I can smile at the old days…life was beautiful then

none loved her more than Niklaus

Love Is A Suicide (x)

Her fingers dance across the table, making it seem like she’s playing the piano. She’s lost in thought, concentrating on her task.

The memory hits him all of a sudden and he swears he can hear the music. Klaus can’t help but smile.

Say goodbye, as we Dance with the Devil tonight