BROMAZOLAM BLUES: A DESCENT INTO SYNTHETIC SLUMBER

The haze swirls in, a thick blanket stitched from potions. It starts with a hum, a subtle alteration in perception. The world fades, edges becoming nebulous. It's a journey into the manufactured peace, where worries evaporate and reality folds like wax. But this synthetic slumber, it has a shadow. A creeping hollow that lingers even when the fog w