The Van Helsing Impetus – Excerpt No. 303

“Life is never a straight path,” Clara said. 

Her life involved working through one tangled mess after another. The Tower aimed to push the acolytes to the brink of insanity. Hunting was a perpetual meat grinder of danger wrapped up as a thrill and adventure. 

It was ironic that her stint in Heaven had been a torturous bore. After being barred from returning, Clara thought it fitting to settle down with a great gal and live a normal life. To be honest, that choice tasted like a heaping bowl full of ash and dust.

Evelyn was wild, unpredictable, and perfectly imperfect. For one moment in her life Clara had experienced pure and utter bliss by putting her faith in someone else. Just a fragment of the memory from that moment was enough to warm her berry patch, and that said a lot about how vivid the imagery was. If only my guilt would subside

“Fuck this,” Clara said.

Picture of someone in a straight hacked with long dirty hair, distorted features, mouth opened well beyond where it should screaming out into the dark.

Disclaimer: This excerpt from The Van Helsing Impetus is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.


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