Answer:
I must be broken before you can use me.
My geometry is lost in the night to be found in daylight's break. The rigors of time have torn me to shreds, yet I stand to protect that which lies within. What am I?
When I point up, it's bright. When I point down, it's dark. What am I?
Ripped from my ancestors home beaten and burned I become a bloodthirsty killer.
I go in dry and come out wet. The longer I stay in the stronger my surroundings get.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?