There is a Black Door. It is on the back of the tree. It creaks open to reveal a dark room.
"Come, wayward souls And wander through the darkness There is a light for the lost and the meek Sorrow and fear are easily forgotten When you submit to the will of the hearth..."
"Yeah you know. I'm good." Thomas says.
"You have no reason to be afraid." A small tin toy walks out and tips its hat to Thomas.
Thomas crouches down. "Who're you?"
The voice still emerges from behind the door, but not far behind the threshold. "I am the Egregore, of course. Now, I've made a fine meal for us. Why don't you come inside?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A young man, around 16-19, is outside. He is walking down the path towards the shore-line. He wears a white button-up shirt, dark brown slacks with brown leather suspenders, simple brown loafers and a long black jacket. His short red-brown hair is tussled by the wind and falls in front of his olive-green eyes as he stares at the shore. He carries satchel around his left shoulder.
Thomas basically runs to catch up to him. "H-hey!"
He stops and looks over. He smiles "Oh. Hello" by the way he speaks, he sounds English. "Who are you?"
"Thomas, Tom for short. You might wanna come back to the house.....the Hollow is coming soon and Mrs. P doesn't want another incident...."
"I'll be fine" he said and continued
Thomas sighs and runs in front of him. "Dude....trust me you dont wanna meet them."
The boy walks through him as easily as water. "Like i said, ill be fine"
"Please! I dont want you to get in trouble!"
"Im used to being in trouble" he said with a grin.
Thomas taps his foot nervously. "Whats your name?"
There is a Black Door. It is on the back of the tree. It creaks open to reveal a dark room.
"Come, wayward souls And wander through the darkness There is a light for the lost and the meek Sorrow and fear are easily forgotten When you submit to the will of the hearth..."
"Yeah you know. I'm good." Thomas says.
"You have no reason to be afraid." A small tin toy walks out and tips its hat to Thomas.
Thomas crouches down. "Who're you?"
The voice still emerges from behind the door, but not far behind the threshold. "I am the Egregore, of course. Now, I've made a fine meal for us. Why don't you come inside?"
There is a Black Door. It is on the back of the tree. It creaks open to reveal a dark room.
"Come, wayward souls And wander through the darkness There is a light for the lost and the meek Sorrow and fear are easily forgotten When you submit to the will of the hearth..."
"Yeah you know. I'm good." Thomas says.
"You have no reason to be afraid." A small tin toy walks out and tips its hat to Thomas.
Thomas crouches down. "Who're you?"
The voice still emerges from behind the door, but not far behind the threshold. "I am the Egregore, of course. Now, I've made a fine meal for us. Why don't you come inside?"
"No thanks....Mrs. P needs me soon."
"Of course. But remember to come back once you are done, please."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
There is a Black Door. It is on the back of the tree. It creaks open to reveal a dark room.
"Come, wayward souls And wander through the darkness There is a light for the lost and the meek Sorrow and fear are easily forgotten When you submit to the will of the hearth..."
"Yeah you know. I'm good." Thomas says.
"You have no reason to be afraid." A small tin toy walks out and tips its hat to Thomas.
Thomas crouches down. "Who're you?"
The voice still emerges from behind the door, but not far behind the threshold. "I am the Egregore, of course. Now, I've made a fine meal for us. Why don't you come inside?"
"No thanks....Mrs. P needs me soon."
"Of course. But remember to come back once you are done, please."
A young man is outside in the garden. He is reading underneath of an old oak tree, enjoying the shade. He wears a white button-up dress shirt, black slacks connected to leather suspenders, and a light green coat that is sitting beside him. His head, hands, and feet resemble the appendages of a weasel.
The boy plops down next to the young man. "Hey."
"Ello" he says, his voice has an irish accent.
"You new here? Names Thomas by the way, Tom for short." the boy says while levitating a few rocks.
"Andrew Livingston" he said and held out a paw.
Thomas shakes the paw. "So are you new here?"
"yes. I was originally in Miss Bunting's loop but since the hollow took over there, ive been sent here"
"Well welcome to Mrs. Peregrines. Shes nice enough. I've been here since the loop began."
*Im legit going to add all my peculiars in here lol*
He nods "What is it that you can do?"
"Telekinesis." He says.
"Hm" he said "A power that passes through generations"
Thomas nods. "What about you."
He points to his weasel head and feet. "Pretty self-explanatory"
Thomas nods. "Sorry, I kinda get used to seeing weird stuff that it just becomes natural to me."
Andrew chuckles "I suppose i am less concerning then others"
"Well yeah I suppose."
He continues flipping through his book, slightly seeming to enjoy a spot of company
"So what was the other loop like?"
"No bombs" he joked a bit "its nice, fields of wildflowers."
Thomas sighs. "Sounds beautiful."
"It is, i miss it" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
There is a Black Door. It is on the back of the tree. It creaks open to reveal a dark room.
"Come, wayward souls And wander through the darkness There is a light for the lost and the meek Sorrow and fear are easily forgotten When you submit to the will of the hearth..."
"Yeah you know. I'm good." Thomas says.
"You have no reason to be afraid." A small tin toy walks out and tips its hat to Thomas.
Thomas crouches down. "Who're you?"
The voice still emerges from behind the door, but not far behind the threshold. "I am the Egregore, of course. Now, I've made a fine meal for us. Why don't you come inside?"
"No thanks....Mrs. P needs me soon."
"Of course. But remember to come back once you are done, please."
"Why dont you come on out?"
"Because you would be afraid."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A young man, around 16-19, is outside. He is walking down the path towards the shore-line. He wears a white button-up shirt, dark brown slacks with brown leather suspenders, simple brown loafers and a long black jacket. His short red-brown hair is tussled by the wind and falls in front of his olive-green eyes as he stares at the shore. He carries satchel around his left shoulder.
Thomas basically runs to catch up to him. "H-hey!"
He stops and looks over. He smiles "Oh. Hello" by the way he speaks, he sounds English. "Who are you?"
"Thomas, Tom for short. You might wanna come back to the house.....the Hollow is coming soon and Mrs. P doesn't want another incident...."
"I'll be fine" he said and continued
Thomas sighs and runs in front of him. "Dude....trust me you dont wanna meet them."
The boy walks through him as easily as water. "Like i said, ill be fine"
"Please! I dont want you to get in trouble!"
"Im used to being in trouble" he said with a grin.
Thomas taps his foot nervously. "Whats your name?"
"Frank" he said and smirked "How about you?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man is outside in the garden. He is reading underneath of an old oak tree, enjoying the shade. He wears a white button-up dress shirt, black slacks connected to leather suspenders, and a light green coat that is sitting beside him. His head, hands, and feet resemble the appendages of a weasel.
The boy plops down next to the young man. "Hey."
"Ello" he says, his voice has an irish accent.
"You new here? Names Thomas by the way, Tom for short." the boy says while levitating a few rocks.
"Andrew Livingston" he said and held out a paw.
Thomas shakes the paw. "So are you new here?"
"yes. I was originally in Miss Bunting's loop but since the hollow took over there, ive been sent here"
"Well welcome to Mrs. Peregrines. Shes nice enough. I've been here since the loop began."
*Im legit going to add all my peculiars in here lol*
He nods "What is it that you can do?"
"Telekinesis." He says.
"Hm" he said "A power that passes through generations"
Thomas nods. "What about you."
He points to his weasel head and feet. "Pretty self-explanatory"
Thomas nods. "Sorry, I kinda get used to seeing weird stuff that it just becomes natural to me."
Andrew chuckles "I suppose i am less concerning then others"
"Well yeah I suppose."
He continues flipping through his book, slightly seeming to enjoy a spot of company
"So what was the other loop like?"
"No bombs" he joked a bit "its nice, fields of wildflowers."
Thomas sighs. "Sounds beautiful."
"It is, i miss it" he said
"I'm sorry the Hollows took over. They aren't fun to fight..."
There is a Black Door. It is on the back of the tree. It creaks open to reveal a dark room.
"Come, wayward souls And wander through the darkness There is a light for the lost and the meek Sorrow and fear are easily forgotten When you submit to the will of the hearth..."
"Yeah you know. I'm good." Thomas says.
"You have no reason to be afraid." A small tin toy walks out and tips its hat to Thomas.
Thomas crouches down. "Who're you?"
The voice still emerges from behind the door, but not far behind the threshold. "I am the Egregore, of course. Now, I've made a fine meal for us. Why don't you come inside?"
"No thanks....Mrs. P needs me soon."
"Of course. But remember to come back once you are done, please."
A young man, around 16-19, is outside. He is walking down the path towards the shore-line. He wears a white button-up shirt, dark brown slacks with brown leather suspenders, simple brown loafers and a long black jacket. His short red-brown hair is tussled by the wind and falls in front of his olive-green eyes as he stares at the shore. He carries satchel around his left shoulder.
Thomas basically runs to catch up to him. "H-hey!"
He stops and looks over. He smiles "Oh. Hello" by the way he speaks, he sounds English. "Who are you?"
"Thomas, Tom for short. You might wanna come back to the house.....the Hollow is coming soon and Mrs. P doesn't want another incident...."
"I'll be fine" he said and continued
Thomas sighs and runs in front of him. "Dude....trust me you dont wanna meet them."
The boy walks through him as easily as water. "Like i said, ill be fine"
"Please! I dont want you to get in trouble!"
"Im used to being in trouble" he said with a grin.
Thomas taps his foot nervously. "Whats your name?"
There is a Black Door. It is on the back of the tree. It creaks open to reveal a dark room.
"Come, wayward souls And wander through the darkness There is a light for the lost and the meek Sorrow and fear are easily forgotten When you submit to the will of the hearth..."
"Yeah you know. I'm good." Thomas says.
"You have no reason to be afraid." A small tin toy walks out and tips its hat to Thomas.
Thomas crouches down. "Who're you?"
The voice still emerges from behind the door, but not far behind the threshold. "I am the Egregore, of course. Now, I've made a fine meal for us. Why don't you come inside?"
"No thanks....Mrs. P needs me soon."
"Of course. But remember to come back once you are done, please."
"Why dont you come on out?"
"Because you would be afraid."
"I'm not afraid of much."
"There is something in my form that brings terror to anyone. That is why I must remain in the Attic."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
There is a Black Door. It is on the back of the tree. It creaks open to reveal a dark room.
"Come, wayward souls And wander through the darkness There is a light for the lost and the meek Sorrow and fear are easily forgotten When you submit to the will of the hearth..."
"Yeah you know. I'm good." Thomas says.
"You have no reason to be afraid." A small tin toy walks out and tips its hat to Thomas.
Thomas crouches down. "Who're you?"
The voice still emerges from behind the door, but not far behind the threshold. "I am the Egregore, of course. Now, I've made a fine meal for us. Why don't you come inside?"
"No thanks....Mrs. P needs me soon."
"Of course. But remember to come back once you are done, please."
"Why dont you come on out?"
"Because you would be afraid."
"I'm not afraid of much."
"There is something in my form that brings terror to anyone. That is why I must remain in the Attic."
The voice still emerges from behind the door, but not far behind the threshold. "I am the Egregore, of course. Now, I've made a fine meal for us. Why don't you come inside?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Thomas taps his foot nervously. "Whats your name?"
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"No thanks....Mrs. P needs me soon."
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"Of course. But remember to come back once you are done, please."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Why dont you come on out?"
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"It is, i miss it" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"Because you would be afraid."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Frank" he said and smirked "How about you?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I'm sorry the Hollows took over. They aren't fun to fight..."
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"I'm not afraid of much."
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"Thomas, Tom for short. Are you new here?"
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"There is something in my form that brings terror to anyone. That is why I must remain in the Attic."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Well come on out. I promise I wont be afraid."
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Frank smiles "You could say that" he said and chuckles to himself.
Andrew sigh and nods "Yeah... im not that powerful"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"Well trust me. You dont wanna be here when the Hollow gets here..." Thomas says while glancing around.
"Power isn't the only thing that matters you know."
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"are you that scared of beasts that you won't venture past this world?" He asked.
"I suppose" he said and leaned backwards in the grass,
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Thomas nods. A screech is heard about 20 ft away from the beach. Thomas cringes slightly.
Thomas nods. A far off screech makes Thomas cringe. "The Hollow is here...."
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Frank grins and runs ahead, following the noise.
Andrew sits up and wiggles his weasel nose. "oh no.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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Thomas hesitates before running after him.
"Mrs. P will get it. She always does..."
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Frank is already on the hill-side with a grin on his face.
"I hope" he said and lowered his round fuzzy ears.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]