In this moment, no past, no future, no needs to meet, nor tasks to complete. There's now, this space, this place, existing between the headwind and the breeze at your back. The air moving in and out, your lungs expanding, contracting, your heart a soft beat in this moment. ©March 2016, October 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.