The Van Helsing Conjecture – Excerpt No. 65

“Evelyn said there was a silver lining,” Clara said.

“What’s that?”

“She can’t get me pregnant…”

Clara smirked as Julia giggled like a schoolgirl. The humour was high to avoid delving too deeply into their trouble. Bastet’s curse was just a convenient way of skirting the periphery of various topics.

“Fuck me,” Julia said. “I’m in a lesbian version of the Munsters with me as the weird werewolf aunt.”

Clara made a note to check up on that reference, or to ask Evelyn about it later. The way Julia was laughing sadly indicated how far out of date she was for popular culture references in the last ninety years.

A moody, cinematic photograph of the cast from a lesbian reimagining of The Munsters, set against a dimly lit, eerie background with a dominate color palette of deep blues and purples, evoking a sense of mystery and spookiness. The cast, comprising four women, stand posed in a Victorian-style parlour, surrounded by cobweb-covered candelabras, and ornate, Gothic-inspired furniture. The women, all dressed in dark, luxurious attire with intricate lace details, exude confidence and charm, their expressions ranging from mischievous to sultry. From left to right, there's Marilyn, the elegant, raven-haired beauty with porcelain skin and piercing green eyes; Lily, the gentle, yet mysterious one with curly, honey-blonde hair and a subtle, enigmatic smile; Grandmama, the wise, silver-haired elder with a knowing glint in her eye; and finally, Wednesday, the brooding, dark-haired rebel with a bold, crimson lip and an edgy, androgynous style. The overall atmosphere is intimate, sophisticated, and hauntingly beautiful, capturing the essence of a bygone era.

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