“Hazia. It soothes and numbs, letting the body be free of the mind. And the mind roams free. But when it returns to the body it needs more hazia… and the craving grows: and the life is short, for the stuff is poison. First there is a trembling, and later paralysis, and then death.” – Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest Shore
Pen & ink, watercolor. Discontented with the scan, it failed to capture the blue hues.