When I'm away from you....
Olive had never felt the earth.
It had always been out of her reach, soft grass crushed by leaden shoes, just beyond her fingertips. The sky welcomed her, yes, but if she embraced it back, it would swallow her whole. And then she'd suffocate, choke on the lack of air, the only that that made her special would become her demise.
Only once, she wanted to feel the earth. The grass between her toes, rather than the bottom of heavy soled shoes. Olive wanted to be covered in micro-cuts, and scratch her arms like Emma and Millard did, because they were itchy little things. She longed for leaves caught in her hair after jumping in a pile. She wanted her nice lavender dress to be stained green, even if it would give poor Horace an aneurysm and Miss. Peregrine a heart attack. She wanted quiet footsteps and soft socks on Christmas morning and she even missed cold hardwood under her feet if she got up too early.
She had long grown sick of clunky boots announcing her presence. Of the marks left by the belts in her bed so she wouldn't float away.
Olive hated the sky. She despised space. She loathed the part of her that kept her from the ground.
But Olive missed the earth. She missed the earth so much, it seemed to hurt.
...I'm happier than ever.
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Once, there was an island.... // MPHFPC one shots, imagines, and misc !
Fanfiction//ONGOING!// 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱, MPHFPC oneshots, AUs, arts, and scattered imagines, based off the book series rather than the movie (though im open to movie content!!) Requests ope...
