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The Fall of Winterfell, The Rise of Speciosa
The Lord of Winterfell spent the better part of the last two years abusing prescription painkillers. He started off taking 10mg hydrocodone once a day for work relief. This was due to a pre existing condition that my Lord had struggled with for many months. The Lord of Winterfell will never forget the moment the synapses in his brain fired off and gave him the idea,
“What happens if I take two instead of one?” A glorious idea, but one that would come with a cost.
Fast forward three seasons, and what was once a minor affinity for hydro became so much more. Once my Lord’s prescription would run out (several weeks early) he would supplement with whatever else he could find. Usually this took the form of percocet, dilly, oxycontin, sublingual fentanyl candy, other people’s hydro, all the hits, all the favorites. It is worth noting that my Lord always took pride in the fact that all of his favorites were only administered orally, never plugged, banged, or hooted. Except the dilly (obviously). The Lord of Winterfell now realizes what little pride he still maintained in his abuse was false.
This continued for a little over a year and a half, and my Lord certainly started to notice it effecting his life. Neglecting his lordly duties began to come with a serious cost, but he never particularly cared. How could someone that is flooding their brain with dopamine on a bi-hourly basis care about anything? My Lord’s greatest fear was the acute withdrawals, spending copious amounts of gold in an attempt to stave off the inevitable.
My Lord’s habit capped out at close to 100mg of oxycodone a day. This went on for about three months before he made the decision to bring an end to the cycle. He left Winterfell and took up lodging with his family in another region.
The Lord of Winterfell stopped, cold turkey, completely alone, completely broke at the start of winter. The acute withdrawals turned his entire existence into a howling blood soaked nightmare that seemed to last an eternity. With no connections, and no gold, relapse was not an issue. He would spend his days wishing his emergency kit of OTC medicine was something it wasn’t, something it would never be again. Flopping about his lordly mattress like a fish out of water; gasping for air. Moments would come where the pain would subside for a brief moment. In these times my Lord felt the worst. This was his penance, and any moment spent aside this pain was a gift of which he was no longer worthy. The pleasure deficit in his mind, body, and soul was vast, and it was time to pay the toll. Until one day when he awoke from a brief sleep and realized he felt better than the last day. Eventually he felt normal again. Albeit not entirely normal, but certainly the closest to baseline he had been in a very long time.
The Lord of Winterfell had made it out of the frying pan of acute withdrawals and into the fire that is post acute withdrawals. Determined never to return to the life he once lead he began checking with his informants across the globe in search of a non prescription remedy to his maladies. Enter the blessed herb, Kratom. After much research he sent raven’s to Indonesia to retrieve his samples. My Lord waited patiently, wishing the anxiety, and lethargy would subside.
On the day his ravens returned with the blessed herb Kratom, he rejoiced and quickly inspected the spoils. The package contained 50g of White Vein Indo with a nice addition of 10g of Green Malaysian granted to him as a free sample. The Lord of Winterfell quickly ingested a 1:2 mix and waited patiently, hoping for results.
::COMMENCING TRIP REPORT::
Dosage: 1tsp Fine Powdered Green Malaysian/ .5 tsp White Vein Indo
Male, 2X years of age, 180lbs, 5 weeks since last opiate dose.
T 0:00 My Lord has his servants prepare 3oz of vanilla yogurt mixed with 1tsp of Green Malay and a 1/2tsp of White Vein Indo. He quickly ingests all of the yogurt and washes it down with an
z glass of skim milk. He comments on the taste of the herb not being nearly as horrid as his informants lead him to believe.
T 0:45 My Lord notices his anxiety is almost completely eliminated. The Lord of Winterfell loves to write and begins to write a journal entry for his favorite internet collective.
T 1:15 Every user knows that feeling. You’ve ingested something and since it is business as usual you forget that you have dosed. A certain amount of time goes by and something clicks in your head.
“Damn, for some reason I feel really good right now…….…oh yeah!”
My Lord just had that moment a few minutes ago, alleviating any concern that all the hoopla was just placebo. Increased sense of well being, energized, and no thoughts of seeking or abusing. Anxiety is non-existent, but my Lord is quite hungry and can feel the malnourished headache looming just beneath the surface.
T 2:00 My Lord just returned from the grocery store, and noted he was much more positive and willing to commune with people he had not previously met. He is very fond of music and noticed himself singing along and tapping his feat, something he has rarely done in the addled haze of prescription opiates.
T 2:30 My Lord notes at this point the feeling starts to subside, but not in the same manner as hydro or oxy. There is no incessant nagging in the back of his mind insisting that he re-does. The well-being persists, and his anxiety level is still very neutral. At this point, his servants prepare him a light dinner. His appetite has been somewhat non-existent since he became clean, and the Kratom seems to have exacerbated this symptom.
T 4:00 Any sort of “high” my Lord has felt has subsided completely at this point, but he marks a distinct afterglow of all the positive aspects. Nausea was non-existent at the dose he took. He has something of an iron stomach anyway.
The Lord of Winterfell was extremely pleased with his experience with Kratom. A few things he noted are as follows:
If you are looking merely for a way to get fucked up, look elsewhere. While it seems clear there are positive effects with large doses, it just doesn’t seem like the purpose of this herb. The sedating and stimulating effects were noticeable, but definitely not in the same league as its more illegal or prescription "counterparts". He claims there was a very low probability of a dragon chase with Kratom, which is one of the more frustrating parts of other substances.
Anyone that has trouble with opiod painkillers, benzos, or amphetamines should seriously give this a try, especially while it is still a legal option. Treat the herb with respect, and to anyone that indulges just to get fucked up; keep it quiet! Don’t ruin it for the Lord of Winterfell, or any other poor soul looking to change his station in life.
Dictated, not read
-Lord of Winterfell
The Lord of Winterfell spent the better part of the last two years abusing prescription painkillers. He started off taking 10mg hydrocodone once a day for work relief. This was due to a pre existing condition that my Lord had struggled with for many months. The Lord of Winterfell will never forget the moment the synapses in his brain fired off and gave him the idea,
“What happens if I take two instead of one?” A glorious idea, but one that would come with a cost.
Fast forward three seasons, and what was once a minor affinity for hydro became so much more. Once my Lord’s prescription would run out (several weeks early) he would supplement with whatever else he could find. Usually this took the form of percocet, dilly, oxycontin, sublingual fentanyl candy, other people’s hydro, all the hits, all the favorites. It is worth noting that my Lord always took pride in the fact that all of his favorites were only administered orally, never plugged, banged, or hooted. Except the dilly (obviously). The Lord of Winterfell now realizes what little pride he still maintained in his abuse was false.
This continued for a little over a year and a half, and my Lord certainly started to notice it effecting his life. Neglecting his lordly duties began to come with a serious cost, but he never particularly cared. How could someone that is flooding their brain with dopamine on a bi-hourly basis care about anything? My Lord’s greatest fear was the acute withdrawals, spending copious amounts of gold in an attempt to stave off the inevitable.
My Lord’s habit capped out at close to 100mg of oxycodone a day. This went on for about three months before he made the decision to bring an end to the cycle. He left Winterfell and took up lodging with his family in another region.
The Lord of Winterfell stopped, cold turkey, completely alone, completely broke at the start of winter. The acute withdrawals turned his entire existence into a howling blood soaked nightmare that seemed to last an eternity. With no connections, and no gold, relapse was not an issue. He would spend his days wishing his emergency kit of OTC medicine was something it wasn’t, something it would never be again. Flopping about his lordly mattress like a fish out of water; gasping for air. Moments would come where the pain would subside for a brief moment. In these times my Lord felt the worst. This was his penance, and any moment spent aside this pain was a gift of which he was no longer worthy. The pleasure deficit in his mind, body, and soul was vast, and it was time to pay the toll. Until one day when he awoke from a brief sleep and realized he felt better than the last day. Eventually he felt normal again. Albeit not entirely normal, but certainly the closest to baseline he had been in a very long time.
The Lord of Winterfell had made it out of the frying pan of acute withdrawals and into the fire that is post acute withdrawals. Determined never to return to the life he once lead he began checking with his informants across the globe in search of a non prescription remedy to his maladies. Enter the blessed herb, Kratom. After much research he sent raven’s to Indonesia to retrieve his samples. My Lord waited patiently, wishing the anxiety, and lethargy would subside.
On the day his ravens returned with the blessed herb Kratom, he rejoiced and quickly inspected the spoils. The package contained 50g of White Vein Indo with a nice addition of 10g of Green Malaysian granted to him as a free sample. The Lord of Winterfell quickly ingested a 1:2 mix and waited patiently, hoping for results.
::COMMENCING TRIP REPORT::
Dosage: 1tsp Fine Powdered Green Malaysian/ .5 tsp White Vein Indo
Male, 2X years of age, 180lbs, 5 weeks since last opiate dose.
T 0:00 My Lord has his servants prepare 3oz of vanilla yogurt mixed with 1tsp of Green Malay and a 1/2tsp of White Vein Indo. He quickly ingests all of the yogurt and washes it down with an
z glass of skim milk. He comments on the taste of the herb not being nearly as horrid as his informants lead him to believe.T 0:45 My Lord notices his anxiety is almost completely eliminated. The Lord of Winterfell loves to write and begins to write a journal entry for his favorite internet collective.
T 1:15 Every user knows that feeling. You’ve ingested something and since it is business as usual you forget that you have dosed. A certain amount of time goes by and something clicks in your head.
“Damn, for some reason I feel really good right now…….…oh yeah!”
My Lord just had that moment a few minutes ago, alleviating any concern that all the hoopla was just placebo. Increased sense of well being, energized, and no thoughts of seeking or abusing. Anxiety is non-existent, but my Lord is quite hungry and can feel the malnourished headache looming just beneath the surface.
T 2:00 My Lord just returned from the grocery store, and noted he was much more positive and willing to commune with people he had not previously met. He is very fond of music and noticed himself singing along and tapping his feat, something he has rarely done in the addled haze of prescription opiates.
T 2:30 My Lord notes at this point the feeling starts to subside, but not in the same manner as hydro or oxy. There is no incessant nagging in the back of his mind insisting that he re-does. The well-being persists, and his anxiety level is still very neutral. At this point, his servants prepare him a light dinner. His appetite has been somewhat non-existent since he became clean, and the Kratom seems to have exacerbated this symptom.
T 4:00 Any sort of “high” my Lord has felt has subsided completely at this point, but he marks a distinct afterglow of all the positive aspects. Nausea was non-existent at the dose he took. He has something of an iron stomach anyway.
The Lord of Winterfell was extremely pleased with his experience with Kratom. A few things he noted are as follows:
If you are looking merely for a way to get fucked up, look elsewhere. While it seems clear there are positive effects with large doses, it just doesn’t seem like the purpose of this herb. The sedating and stimulating effects were noticeable, but definitely not in the same league as its more illegal or prescription "counterparts". He claims there was a very low probability of a dragon chase with Kratom, which is one of the more frustrating parts of other substances.
Anyone that has trouble with opiod painkillers, benzos, or amphetamines should seriously give this a try, especially while it is still a legal option. Treat the herb with respect, and to anyone that indulges just to get fucked up; keep it quiet! Don’t ruin it for the Lord of Winterfell, or any other poor soul looking to change his station in life.
Dictated, not read
-Lord of Winterfell
