[ She listens, with a slight frown that's more thoughtful than anything else. What he's describing-- ]

Something similar happened in my world, so long ago we only have a few writings left from that time. No storm nor earthquake, though, but the hubris of men who thought they could call on a power not meant for them. Cities were thrown down, mountains raised, seas churned. The world is not what it once was, and neither are its people.

[ It's difficult to describe the Breaking, and she's simplifying enormously, but his words struck a chord in her. ]

Do you truly believe the vision you saw was real?