James emerged from the shadows to the edge of the cliff. The cold of the wind was stinging him, but he didn't notice. His hair gently swaying to one side. He stared at the sunset. "Beautiful" he thought, as he scanned his eyes towards the ravine at the bottom. He was pretty high up, and he closed his eyes, shivering a little. He imagined himself making his way to the bottom of the ravine. He could if he wanted... but was there a way back up? He wanted to find out... but something's missing. Something so special he wanted to remember what it was... but couldn't. If he remembered what he needed, he'd have already been at the bottom of the cliff at the ravine.