The Van Helsing Conjecture – Excerpt No. 51

Clara used the keycard from the front desk, unlocked the door, and walked inside. The air in the room had a bite to it, sending a chill straight down her spine. A quick glance at the window opposing the door revealed it was open. 

Whereas the rest of the room was nondescript, fitting for any nameless hotel one would come across. Admittedly she did like the bare brick exterior walls, and the shower in the bathroom was spacious… I can let my wings hang out

“Not exactly the Ritz,” Clara mumbled.

a surreal and vibrant cinematic photograph of a young woman with luscious brown hair cascading down her back and piercing grey eyes, partially covering her body with a crisp white bath towel as she approaches the shower in a sparse, cream-colored hotel room adorned with a single, forgotten suitcase in the corner. Her magnificent, larger-than-life black feathered wings, a stark contrast to her human form, are majestically unfurled, their soft, silky texture visible in the soft, golden light. The image is rendered in stunning photorealistic detail, with a distinct film grain texture that adds to the dreamlike, cinematic quality of the scene, as if lifted straight from a fantasy film reel.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.



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