Time adjourned, drums long sounding, sounding still, without solace. The energy within strained to know more, to break all bonds, explore the universe. She sought the room for a mind's escape, for freedom from hate, freedom from limitations. It was her bucket list, if you will, to explore infinity, and gather a bucket full of stars. ©September 2017, September 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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