Memories of lovers past leave the heart vulnerable, brittle like shattered glass. Split in to many pieces and broken at its core, we try to repair and revert to what was once was before. Breaking down of the brick and mortar is a task not easily achieved. The cutting away of folly and fodder so that love may be received. Our walls each rooted in a different foundation, built from within or in outside relation. Our stories are entangled, not sure where they fit in. For, true understanding begins before the beginning. Welcome to the prequel.