Yevgeny Zamyatin — We [1098]

And it was clear to me: I was the stone; I-330 was the earth, and I—a stone, thrown by someone’s, hand. And the stone was irresistibly compelled to fall, to crash against the earth, to smash itself to bits. — Yevgeny Zamyatin, We, 1098

Note

Striking metaphor turning the narrator into both projectile and impact, internalizing the descent.