The city is organic, opens, unfolds, breathes and spurts. Trains, like worms, eating away at a population in despair ; depression, pain, dark streets lined with sombre venues, archaic flamboyance, where anonymous faces aspire to the remnants of life left by a fallen civilisation ; memories, no hope.
Adventures start somewhere, and this one starts opposite the stairs, at the step of my door, broken, on the third floor, up a grey building, one of many ; maze of sameness.
Friends, love, fear, pursuits. It takes me on a hill at the edge of the city, junkyard, skyline, watching, afar, rain, everywhere, tears, everywhere, death ; holding a hand, one last time.
I'm wearing a black dress, a rain coat, flapping, open, forgotten ; walking, maybe, home, maybe, somewhere, alone, gliding on the yellow light I'd been condemend to, the absent sun.
I pay my last call to the places I love, a singer, a flower, and then, dark alley, my wings rip my back appart, blood, as they unfold, blood, covering the alley ; I fly away, a red trail in the sky, me.
Adventures finish somewhere, always, and we're on the moon, battling with swords, bright as clarity, deadly. It's a dance, my dance, the final dance, destruction, anger, fear, slow and magnificent, pointless and fascinating.
Wind and pain, a painting, standing on a pile of bodies, parts ; no angel, I'm no angel, I survive and the bodies become shadows, memories become confusion, and I can't focus, my eyes can't focus, and I become the quest, I become what's left, it's truth, it's lack. I carry on.
Foundations are cracking, falling, sinking ; the earth splits open, explosions, blindness, rocks - and I'm no nearer the truth. Darkness unfolds, spreads, engulfs, so I jump and I scream and I want and I hurt. My blade strikes and I forget. No nearer the truth. Me. Blood.
I wake up, eyeless, I witness, emptyness, the universe, collapsing on itself - all the suffering, hurt, irrelevant ; time ceases, only me. And then it starts, and then I scream ; my body: torn ; molecules: ripped, expanding ; my body spreading, infinity, pain ; from it: galaxies, planets, suns. It begins in a scream, background noise, a new universe, me, my body, my pain - forever.