"I know it was the war. I don’t remember what I was doing but... I came to in this house, my head wrapped in bandages and my leg splinted. There was an elf, said she raised me, but I couldn’t remember her until later. I’ve been slowly regaining memories here and there, but they’re old. Flashes of being a child, of my mother’s face. Something will happen, a smell or I’ll see something, and then I’ll just remember things." 