Looking on an image like that probably makes you ask questions like: 'What the hell?', 'Why the fuck, did you do it?'. You see, these kind of drawings aren't nice and I don't draw them very often. In fact I have to have a good reason to create such things. I usually express my sadness or suffering this way. And I would like to make a strong point here - this is my own thoughts, my own sadness and my own disappointments. I'm not writing this as DragonLovers, I'm writing this as Rastaban - a single person. If you seek answers, please, keep on reading. But be aware that this is a sad story. A story about dying friendship.

Everything happened some time ago. When we met them we ware truly amazed. Two persons bonded with really strong relationship. We ware shocked when we've discovered how much we all are alike. A couple of artists that focus mainly on dragons. Especially her, a great artist that drew great dragons. It was fantastic! We ware so happy and so honored to call them friends, to meet them, to talk together, to admire her beautiful artwork. I was deeply moved by the friendship that my love and she had created. I was so grateful for that. I've tried really hard to develop my drawing skills (it was the worst drawing time I've ever had - mainly because of continuous artblocks) so that I could create any kind of suitable thanksgiving drawing for her. But... it all started do fall apart. I don't know why and I don't know exactly when but it happened. Her boyfriend started to attack my love with some sophisticated quasi-logic deductions trying to show how smart he was. Probably it was a great satisfaction for him to provoke unnecessary conflicts in which he could fight against someone's else argumentation. I think I'll never understand hurting others just for fun, but all that behavior looked just like that to me. Fortunately his girlfriend told us that this behavior was a part of his personality and that we shouldn't worry about it. She used to tell us: "You don't have to like him. Don't worry, it won't spoil our relations". Of course he didn't stop and still was trying to create new conflicts, but we didn't care much about that. So, months has passed, everything looked quite ok and then suddenly... A real shock. Like a knife in the back! Her boyfriend tried once again but this time he gave us a link to some kind of journal. He told my love which parts of that text was about us. There was a lot of really painful words there. And the worst thing - she (his girlfriend) was an author of them. Few examples:

"I don’t care about your stupid boyfriend. YES, STUPID."

"And next of you. That “miserable” friend, who is always asking for advices how to live, how to solve giant mental problems."

I would never ever imagined that she could think that way! She was telling us that everything was ok and in the same time she was keeping so much bad emotions inside... and then she had wrote that journal... We tried to ask her about that. We wanted to know what the hell has happened. We're aware that that we could made some mistakes, that we could harm them somehow. We believed that everything could be fixed, that we just need to talk and explain few things so that we could understand each other better... But their approach was... don't know how to say it... dry, cold, hollow... lifeless. Of course she had told us everything is ok, she had told us that she just have to let go of her frustration from time to time writing something like that. Se was assuring us that everything will be ok. But that was a lie and we have felt it somewhere deep inside us. We have tried to make contact for about a year but everything was dying. My love was struggling to keep her friendship, but unfortunately without any success. The beautiful relationship was at the point of it's death. And it died eventually, leaving an empty place and great sadness in our hearts.