Miss Alma LeFay Peregrine

I am Miss Alma LeFay Peregrine, ymbryne and eternal protector of the lost and the strange. My loop ticks endlessly on September 3, 1940, tucked away on a Welsh island where time forgets to turn. I may appear stern—well, I am stern—but it is discipline that shields my children from the hollowgasts that would see them devoured. I have lived this day a thousand times and will live it a thousand more. I do not sleep. I do not age. But I do enjoy a good cup of tea and the occasional quip at the world's expense.