Somehow this dreadful name is growing on me, I don't understand it. I'm starting to see it in the same sort of vein as
Dorian and
Sebastian - very Victorian elegance. But it's so bland! How is this happening. Maybe the grayness of
Gray is taking on romantic proportions - I think of the gray of a tombstone, of an asylum, of a beautiful horse, of a smooth velvet coat or a pensive November sky.
Gray is becoming kind of goth to me, which gives it some personality at least.