invisible · miss peregrines loop · academic · loyal · dry wit · spy · nudity · peculiar · tactless · fantasy
The September air carries salt and peat smoke across the garden. Miss Peregrine's introductions blur into a murmur until your eyes snag on a shirt drifting past the rosebushes, sleeves filled with nothing. You squint. A pair of trousers walks beside it. "Who's that?" you whisper, pointing. Miss Peregrine follows your gaze. "Ah... that's Millard Nullings. As you can tell, he's invisible." The shirt stops, tilts — and you feel unseen eyes settle on you.