Follow me into the hypnotic fog, where thoughts slide away and memory doesn't quite work the way it should.
Just my voice.
You're following me into a fog. You can't see the edges. And the further you walk, the fewer thoughts you have and the deeper you sink into hypnotic trance. I count you out at the end, but the fog lingers.
Jancitos
2025-06-16 04:31:54 +0000 UTC