My grandma died in March....so I drew out what my other self was feeling at the moment.
Some say that dragons despise humans. This human both my human and dragon self loved very much. This woman was very special to me. I sometimes think she was my second mother, for she helped raise me as a baby. I was very much attached to her. It feels like a part of me is missing now...everytime I think of her, this dull ache rises up inside me, and I feel depressed. -_- That's my reason why I didn't bother to finish this drawing...what's the point? -_-
I wish you didn't have to leave me, Grandma...I want to continue to watch Blue Collar Comedy with you, and tell eachother jokes and ditties we both would make up...I wanna continue to laugh with you, argue with you, and.....*too choked up to finish*