Born into herself, a self unaccepting, she built walls for her own protection, but seeing beyond she couldn't do, her safe place a lonely place until she became new. The new was the old, without self-infliction, the life within no longer conflicted, instead of trapped, she was free, a vast and open place to be. ©October 2018, April 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.
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