He used to go by the name Sparkling Cider, a humble bartender. He used to have a life. He used to have a family and friends. He used to be happy.

That was six years ago.

Bitten by the ancient Equuwolf, Blood Moon now walks in the shadow of daylight, hiding in plain sight. The last of the werewolves, he must find out where these creatures came from and how to cure himself. Perhaps the creator of these monsters can give him this information. But what thousand plus year old night princess could possibly give him that information?

Here’s a theme I think could work for the story. Got a better one? Let me know in the comments. The West was Built on Legends by Christopher Young.

Hey, if you liked the story, you think you could add it to a group or two?

Going on hiatus until The Scar is complete. Please see the blog post about it.