Looking back across the intervening years, she saw the prison she'd built for protection, each stone her own. Walls shielded her heart, her secret, the castle's strength keeping life at bay, no one more tormented within than she. She tortured her tormenter of self-told lies until, she realized the way out was the way to the true self within. ©September 2014, November 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.