There were times when she attempted to define the creature at her feet or purring upon her spine. Into the feline divine she delved, a place of purring cat serenity sharing unexpected space with feline eccentricity. How to understand that the cat nestled close could one minute chase the invisible then contemplate the cosmos? ©January 2022 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.