A dream? Not a dream. One eye cracked revealing a dream come true, affirming a truth. She was she, the she she was supposed to be, she’d found herself, despite those who’d opposed her being free. She’d waited all her life to be right, her real life the life going forward, in the dream, as the she she was supposed to be. ©February 2021 Christina Anne Hawthorne
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.