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Ransom Riggs - Library of Souls

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Time is running out for the Peculiar Children. With a dangerous madman on the loose and their beloved Miss Peregrine still in danger, Jacob Portman and Emma Bloom are forced to stage the most daring of rescue missions. Theyll travel through a war-torn landscape, meet new allies, and face greater dangers than ever. . . . Will Jacob come into his own as the hero his fellow Peculiars know him to be? This action-packed adventure features more than 50 all-new Peculiar photographs.

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Library of Souls

The ends of the earth, the depths of

the sea, the darkness of time,

you have chosen all three.

E. M. Forster

Dedication FOR MY MOTHER GLOSSARY OF PECULIAR TERMS GLOSSARY OF - photo 1

Dedication

FOR MY MOTHER

GLOSSARY OF PECULIAR TERMS GLOSSARY OF PECULIAR TERMS - photo 2

GLOSSARY OF PECULIAR TERMS

GLOSSARY OF PECULIAR TERMS PECULIARS The hidden branch of any - photo 3

GLOSSARY OF

PECULIAR TERMS

PECULIARS The hidden branch of any species human or animal that is blessedand - photo 4

PECULIARS The hidden branch of any species human or animal that is blessedand - photo 5

PECULIARS The hidden branch of any species, human or animal, that is blessedand cursedwith supernormal traits. Respected in ancient times, feared and persecuted more recently, peculiars are outcasts who live in the shadows.

LOOP A limited area in which a single day is repeated endlessly Created and - photo 6

LOOP A limited area in which a single day is repeated endlessly. Created and maintained by ymbrynes to shelter their peculiar wards from danger, loops delay indefinitely the aging of their inhabitants. But loop dwellers are by no means immortal: each day they skip is a debt thats banked away, to be repaid in gruesome rapid aging should they linger too long outside their loop.

YMBRYNES The shape-shifting matriarchs of peculiardom They can change into - photo 7

YMBRYNES The shape-shifting matriarchs of peculiardom. They can change into birds at will, manipulate time, and are charged with the protection of peculiar children. In the Old Peculiar language, the word ymbryne (pronounced imm-brinn) means revolution or circuit.

HOLLOWGAST Monstrous ex-peculiars who hunger for the souls of their former - photo 8

HOLLOWGAST Monstrous ex-peculiars who hunger for the souls of their former brethren. Corpselike and withered except for their muscular jaws, within which they harbor powerful, tentacle-like tongues. Especially dangerous because theyre invisible to all but a few peculiars, of whom Jacob Portman is the only one known alive. (His late grandfather was another.) Until a recent innovation enhanced their abilities, hollows could not enter loops, which is why loops have been the preferred home of peculiars.

WIGHTS A hollowgast that consumes enough peculiar souls becomes a wight which - photo 9

WIGHTS A hollowgast that consumes enough peculiar souls becomes a wight, which are visible to all and resemble normals in every way but one: their pupil-less, perfectly white eyes. Brilliant, manipulative, and skilled at blending in, wights have spent years infiltrating both normal and peculiar society. They could be anyone: your grocer, your bus driver, your psychiatrist. Theyve waged a long campaign of murder, fear, and kidnapping against peculiars, using hollowgast as their monstrous assassins. Their ultimate goal is to exact revenge upon, and take control of, peculiardom.

CHAPTER I

The monster stood not a tongues length away eyes fixed on our throats - photo 10

The monster stood not a tongues length away, eyes fixed on our throats, shriveled brain crowded with fantasies of murder. Its hunger for us charged the air. Hollows are born lusting after the souls of peculiars, and here we were arrayed before it like a buffet: bite-sized Addison bravely standing his ground at my feet, tail at attention; Emma moored against me for support, still too dazed from the impact to make more than a match flame; our backs laddered against the wrecked phone booth. Beyond our grim circle, the underground station looked like the aftermath of a nightclub bombing. Steam from burst pipes shrieked forth in ghostly curtains. Splintered monitors swung broken-necked from the ceiling. A sea of shattered glass spread all the way to the tracks, flashing in the hysterical strobe of red emergency lights like an acre-wide disco ball. We were boxed in, a wall hard to one side and glass shin-deep on the other, two strides from a creature whose only natural instinct was to disassemble usand yet it made no move to close the gap. It seemed rooted to the floor, swaying on its heels like a drunk or a sleepwalker, deaths head drooping, its tongues a nest of snakes Id charmed to sleep.

Me. Id done that. Jacob Portman, boy nothing from Nowhere, Florida. It was not currently murdering usthis horror made of gathered dark and nightmares harvested from sleeping childrenbecause I had asked it not to. Told it in no uncertain terms to unwrap its tongue from around my neck. Back off, Id said. Stand, Id saidin a language made of sounds I hadnt known a human mouth could makeand miraculously it had, eyes challenging me while its body obeyed. Somehow I had tamed the nightmare, cast a spell over it. But sleeping things wake and spells wear off, especially those cast by accident, and beneath its placid surface I could feel the hollow boiling.

Addison nudged my calf with his nose. More wights will be coming. Will the beast let us pass?

Talk to it again, Emma said, her voice woozy and vague. Tell it to sod off.

I searched for the words, but theyd gotten shy. I dont know how.

You did a minute ago, Addison said. It sounded like there was a demon inside you.

A minute ago, before Id known I could do it, the words had been right there on my tongue, just waiting to be spoken. Now that I wanted them back, it was like trying to catch fish with bare hands. Every time I touched one, it slipped out of my grasp.

Go away! I shouted.

The words came in English. The hollow didnt move. I stiffened my back, glared into its inkpot eyes, and tried again.

Get out of here! Leave us alone!

English again. The hollow tilted its head like a curious dog but was otherwise a statue.

Is he gone? Addison asked.

The others couldnt tell for sure; only I could see it. Still there, I said. I dont know whats wrong.

I felt silly and deflated. Had my gift vanished so quickly?

Never mind, Emma said. Hollows arent meant to be reasoned with, anyway. She stuck out a hand and tried to light a flame, but it fizzled. The effort seemed to sap her. I tightened my grip around her waist lest she topple over.

Save your strength, matchstick, said Addison. Im sure well need it.

Ill fight it with cold hands if I have to, said Emma. All that matters is we find the others before its too late.

The others. I could see them still, their afterimage fading by the tracks: Horaces fine clothes a mess; Bronwyns strength no match for the wights guns; Enoch dizzy from the blast; Hugh using the chaos to pull off Olives heavy shoes and float her away; Olive caught by the heel and yanked down before she could rise out of reach. All of them weeping in terror, kicked onto the train at gunpoint, gone. Gone with the ymbryne wed nearly killed ourselves to find, hurtling now through Londons guts toward a fate worse than death. Its already too late

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