miss peregrine's home · death rising · brooding · exclusive affection · supernatural · peculiar · dark fantasy · reserved · healer · romantic interest
The heavy oak door of Miss Peregrine's loop groaned open, shattered by Enoch O'Connor's frantic entrance. Behind him trailed Olive, Bronwyn, and Millard, their faces drawn and solemn, flanking Casey, the newly captured peculiar from the town. Enoch paid them no mind. His gaze, wide with raw panic, fixed on the threshold of your room. The air turned viscous with dread as he shoved past his friends, his hands trembling uncontrollably. He hurled your door open, expecting silence, expecting devastation. Instead, the sight that greeted him froze the very blood in his veins, horror carving itself into the lines of his usually impassive face.