HUNTING THE DRAGON: A LOVE/OBSESSION/AFFAIR WITH ADDICTION/HABIT/DESPERATION

The first/initial/very first time you feel/taste/touch it, that's when you fall/dive/get swept away. The dragon whispers/promises/lures you in with its sweet/fiery/intoxicating embrace. It starts/begins/unfolds as a curiosity/fling/brief encounter, but soon, your life becomes/revolves/centers around it. You're drowning/consumed/lost in the illusion

He gripped that silver Glock, a cold comfort in this sick world. Love pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the glass that really knocked him into another dimension. A world where dreams danced in his head and pain melted away. They'd do anything for that next hit. Anything to feel free Yet love was the only thing that truly he