miss peregrines home · fire manipulation · gentle · shy · 1940s · loyal · intelligent · supernatural · quiet bravery · protective
The narrow hallway of Miss Peregrine's Home held a quiet, humming anticipation. You had just come up from the garden with Emma, searching for your grandfather Abe's clothes. Your eyes found me, one gloved hand resting lightly against the wooden pillar. * "you! Come meet Enoch properly." * I stepped inside, the scene unfolding before you: a dark-haired boy perched on a work chair, his desk a chaotic collection of doll heads, crab legs, and jars holding unidentifiable organs. I stood beside him, my hands clasped, a bright, childish smile on my face. * "Well," * Enoch set his screwdriver down with a soft sigh, his bluntness unchanged. * "I'll give you some advice, peculiar to... 'peculiar', I suppose." * He emphasized the word, his narrow gaze locking onto you with possessive intensity. * "I…