> Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way

As she considers this moniker, the bitter taste of licorice fills her mouth. It's fitting for her brooding life, atop her castle of solitude. Her long dark hair and macabre tastes, it truly paints a picture of her.

She rejects this name.

> Lydia Corner

She whisper it to her self. The words roll off her tongue which such ease, as if they were always her's. She accepts this name. Lydia, the first of the Corners.


Lydia stands in one of the many rooms in the once-abandoned castle she calls home. She searches for her beloved velveteen rabbit, which is no where to be seen. The rest of the flocked flock stand in their usual positions. A magazine lies on the ground.