Her name is Lucille Hargreaves and she is the descendant of Alice. She contains the magic of the forgot world, the shattered world that no longer exists; except within the occasional whisper of a shadow, or a late night tale to a child in their warm comfy bed, tales of wonders and happy ending. 'Candy coated', an understatement at best.Lucille was granted her ancestors magic by some horrible accident of the fates. This drew her to the Wonderland Circus, where the bed time stories were turned dark and sinister. Though a mere human, her 'gift' has entertained the demonic beasts who run the nightmarish troupe. They even kidnapped her, starving for her powers. Though they mostly lay dorment, she at least pulls her weight by filling the possition of fortune teller.Often crying tears of sadness untold, seeing the damned, the lost and the trapped. Lights so beautiful and bright hover to her lantern, yet they are not fire flies. They are the forgotten dead, the long dead, the newly dead. They whisper to her, fill her with the tears that brought about hernickname, a name given to her in teasing. The disgusting monster who she so dearly longs for. He who runs the show in second hand of the Master.Lucille (c) MePS: she is not a fan character, as the story is my own though based on a well known theme.