“I’m more selective on who I channel my darker urges to,” Evelyn said. “I’ve never been one to kill for sport. Our kind cannot hide when we actively unleash chaos.”
Had Clara pressed that momentary lapse in decorum, she might have been awakened to another theory. Clara’s faith was fading as her disillusionment over Heaven became her reality. Whereas Evelyn’s faith was ascending, focused on the black-winged beauty before her. That can’t be right.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from The Van Helsing Impetus is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.
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