In this Millard x (Female) Reader story, you (the main character) have the peculiarity of manipulating light. Read as monsters, love, magic, and a mystery from the past all surface on a visit to Cairnholm. But beware: even in a loop, time can run out! Enjoy, and #StayPeculiar!

I thought I knew our world better. Such a thought quickly made her feel lied to, or at the very least deceived. Peculiar America, a land without rules, plenty of violence, and gang leaders instead of ymbrynes. How had WWII been easier to navigate? Despite her giving nature Aurora can't help but feel pushed to her breaking point, then guilty for wanting a way out. She should be wanting to help shouldn't she? Instead she finds herself resenting the journey she finds herself on, and fears her life is finally spiraling out of control. And even Millard is at a loss at what to do to help. Soon they both have the same horrible thought: What are the odds they will both survive such dangers twice? Mathematically speaking, not good.

Aurora Abbott does not live a peculiar life. The only extraordinary thing about her is her ability to still be so kind and selfless while the country is torn apart by WWII. But bombs falling from the sky don't stop her curiosity until one day when her inquisitive nature leads her to meet an invisible boy.

What did I think about my life? It's cool, it's great, and I loved living in a tiny house with no air conditioning in London with my very sweet, very sarcastic cousin. Why would you ask? I mean, sure everyone kept saying, "1972 is your year, (Y/N)!" But I didn't believe it until recently. I had began to get these strange powers. I was a magical Crayon with the weird ability to change the color of anything I chose. I needed to figure out how to control it, or find someone who could teach me. A strange feeling told me to go to Cairnholm, a tiny little area in Wales, and I had nothing better to do. So, now I was off to get weird diseases, find out more about this 'chromokinesis' stuff and maybe fall in love. Didn't matter what order, as long as I had fun on the way, right? Right?? Final word count: 136,416

*SEQUEL TO PIGMENT* The world never stops turning. A story may end, but that doesn't mean the life of a character suddenly disappears. I'm still here in Devil's Acre of all places, and it appears that our internal clocks have been reset. Miss Peregrine did say we earned a vacation, and where else could we go, other than sunny Florida? Now we all must decide where our loyalties lie, and opinions among friends differ. Hopefully this won't cleave people apart, especially as we meet new and old friends along the way. This definitely isn't the twentieth century anymore! Final word count: 66,513 Total word count between the two stories: 202,929