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“There's a reason why she left them, Lauren," he says. His voice is deep, and it rumbles. "What's your name?"

"Um..." I don't know why I hesitate. But "Beatrice" just doesn't sound right anymore.

"Think about it," he says, a faint smile curling his lips. " You don't get to pick again."

A new place, a new name. I can be remade here.

"Tris," I say firmly.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“Sometimes, things need first to be ruined in order to then be remade.”
― Raven Kennedy, Glint

“We can twist the fate of your world and bind its luck up with our will, but we cannot make anything of our own."
"Make?"
"In Fae, nothing grows. There is no ore hidden beneath our barren soil. We must ply whatever we would use from what we are given in trade. Some things--- silk, silver, bone--- we can work better than others." Her pale fingers moved against her hair; a sheer filament of silver wove a plait of her mist-colored hair from one temple to another. "This was spun from one of your pins."
Alaine leaned forward, looking closer. Wrought into the thread of metal were flowers and leaves, their minute veins and even dustings of pollen worked in silver. "Everything that you have is remade from our world?"
"Yes." She let the breeze stir her hair and her gown, and Alaine wondered what scrap of silk ribbon had been stretched and unspooled to a thin shadow of itself to produce the diaphanous cloud of pale blue surrounding the Fae woman, the wonder of it almost enough to make her forget the reason she had summoned the Fae.”
― Rowenna Miller, The Fairy Bargains of Prospect Hill