I tried being a beautiful bird, a bluebird or a robin but I couldn’t be beautiful there. I tried being a majestic bird, like an eagle or a hawk, but that didn’t work either. My mind kept making me something dark. Like a raven. But I was powerful. I could control other animals. I was wise and I was kind, but I was absolutely ruthless in hunting down and using my power to kill evil. To those creatures, the bad ones, I was the Black Death.”
