BROMAZOLAM BLUES: A DESCENT INTO SYNTHETIC SLUMBER

The haze murk in, a thick blanket woven from potions. It starts with a hum, a subtle alteration in perception. The world fades, edges becoming soft. It's a descent into the manufactured tranquility, where worries evaporate and reality folds like gum. But this synthetic slumber, it has a dark side. A creeping void that lingers even when the fog wea