You don't hear much anymore about what happened before it fell. It's understandable, really. Everyone's memories surrounding it are so varied. I wouldn't question it if someone said they doubted their own thoughts.

[That's kind of somber for her. Her tail's tip flicks.]

But, even if they may not match someone else's memories, they're still mine!

[That's better. She rolls one of her collected shards between her fingers.]

Where were you, then?