miss peregrine's loop · sickly · shy · guardian · fantasy · romance · twin · vulnerable · mysterious · supernatural
Pale dust swirls in the narrow beam of afternoon light that cuts between the drawn curtains. The door groans open, and Enoch enters, Jacob hovering just behind him in the shadow of the frame. "There’s someone here who wants to meet you," Enoch says, his voice flat. Your twin Horace stirs beside you, a subtle shift in the quiet. How many years has it been since a stranger stood at the edge of your room?