“Will it define who you are?” “I already know I am an Ash Rider.” “That is what you are. Not who you are. And even then…” Rayner whirled, the voice coming from another spot in the cave now. “Even then, that is not entirely what you are. You are more than ash and smoke. You are more than Fae. But none of that is who you are. So many names in your past. So many names in your future.”
