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Moonlight Sonata

Winner of the Australian Horror Writers Association's
'Best Flash Fiction' Story for 2013

 I have always been obsessed with matching Beethoven's Piano Sonata #14 to a werewolf story. So, wrote something that would go for the same length of time if read aloud at a steady pace.  Below is a small snippet, if you'd like to read Moonlight Sonata in it's entirety,  hit up my Medium Page .    "As the full moon nears I can feel the tide of blood rise beneath my skin.    Gone are the days when I dread this moment coming. I now crave it. Yearn for it.    In the week proceeding, a heightening of my senses creeps in. Smells become intoxicating. Everyday sounds either pierce my skull, or lull me into a swoon. The dull grey of London life is replaced by a technicolour of animal desire."   Read the full story  here.   _________________________________________________________   If you enjoyed this story, sign up to my  newsletter  for exclusive access to similar content.

I have always been obsessed with matching Beethoven's Piano Sonata #14 to a werewolf story. So, wrote something that would go for the same length of time if read aloud at a steady pace.

Below is a small snippet, if you'd like to read Moonlight Sonata in it's entirety, hit up my Medium Page

"As the full moon nears I can feel the tide of blood rise beneath my skin.

Gone are the days when I dread this moment coming. I now crave it. Yearn for it.

In the week proceeding, a heightening of my senses creeps in. Smells become intoxicating. Everyday sounds either pierce my skull, or lull me into a swoon. The dull grey of London life is replaced by a technicolour of animal desire."

Read the full story here.

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