I am... falling...

I am Falling Man.
The sun grows distant but I look not below.
The fall is slow. I cast no shadow.

I am Falling Man.
I know the stone awaits. And hear voices call.
The lies, the memories
  some lost, others forgotten.
Alone in the cold.
  The sky it glistens.
The blood once warm.
  Frozen and thick.
Only the sighs of Eden.

I am Falling Man.
I have vowed to destroy the Other.
I have shown him the crucifix
  I shall cut in our chest
    if he does not submit and pass in the wind.
His name? Forgotten.
  His life? Never been.
    His face? Lost.
      His memories? Drowned.

My time now.

In the blood of Eden.

Another is here. In me.

Not me. Not Him.

I m p o s s i b l e !

She... A woman.
She... is speaking.
She... is touching.
She... is feeling.
She... is asking.

Who are you?

WHO AM I? WHO AM I? WHO AM I? WHO AM I? WHO AM I? WHO AM I?

I am. We are. He was. We were.
My name?

I have no name.

The heat of her body.
The pounding of her heart.
Smell her. Taste her. Feel her. Love her.
She sees my shadow.
She finds me.
I am.

I shall let him live.
Among the memories. The sighs.

In the blood of Eden.