Man of War – Excerpt No. 360

These key points for observation did not apply to Susanna or Drusilla. Marc guessed that both of them were alive today because they mastered hiding their thoughts and emotions behind an impenetrable mask. However, it was chilling to observe these two women, who would gladly flail the skin off the other’s bones, and act as though this was a Sunday social engagement.

They stood a dozen paces from each other, as though frozen in time, while they stared the other down. Susanna wore a smile, and outwardly it appeared to be warm and bubbly. However, Marc had seen her truly smile and it looked nothing like the one she wore.

A dramatic, high-contrast cinematic photograph of a ravishing Spanish courtesan, with dark, luscious brown hair cascading down her back, standing dominantly over a fragile, porcelain-skinned blonde, bound by worn leather straps to a cold, damp stone wall, her struggles and fear palpable. The dungeon, dimly lit by flickering torches, is characterized by rough-hewn stone walls, weathered wooden beams, and a sense of foreboding. The courtesan's attire is a lavish, velvet-trimmed Renaissance-inspired gown in rich, jewel-toned reds and emerald greens, with intricate lace and ornate gold accents, while the blonde's flowing golden locks spill around her, her delicate features and alabaster skin a stark contrast to the dark, ominous surroundings. The photography style is moody and evocative, with heavy use of chiaroscuro and a sense of cinematic grandeur, evoking the opulence and mystery of 16th Century France.

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