Imperial Hotel

<p>Sometimes a building is more than stone wood and glass.<br>Sometimes a hotel becomes a vault for time -<br>a place where memories settle like dust<br>and those who stay behind become part of its silence.</p><p><strong>The Imperial Hotel</strong> is not merely the story of a fire.<br>It is a story whispered by time itself -<br>a man's struggle to uncover the truth before he fades into his own shadow.</p><p>Behind the scent of lavender lies the weight of memory<br>a clock that stops each night at the same minute<br>and a dialogue that continues within the heart of a building long after it's gone.<br>This novel reminds us that truth is not always seen - sometimes it is <em>felt</em> in silence.</p><p>Like footsteps echoing through marble halls<br>this story drifts between past and present<br>between dream and confession.</p><p>It is not about what was lost in the fire -<br>but about what survived within.</p><p><strong>- Sergen Sancak</strong></p>