It was her spirit, she could hear it, calling to her from a place deep inside, begging her not to hide, begging her to open her soul to the world. It was a gifting, her heart lifting, finding love in a place long forgotten, where she thought she was broken, where longing was still alive and thriving. ©December 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.