
Photo: CA Hawthorne
She’d faltered,
fallen,
her soul pummeled,
plundered,
yet she remained,
wounded,
broken inside,
but not ready to die within.
Always climbing,
ascending,
her heart ragged,
jagged,
yet she continued on,
haggard,
because within
was more than imagined.
©September 2014, June 2020 Christina Anne Hawthorne
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About Christina Anne Hawthorne
Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.