In a storm of infinite chaos, she was who she was, but didn't know who she was. She knew honesty, knew the truth. She wasn't being honest with herself. Beneath the intimate fears, she knew she was a she, a she-person of infinite imagination. There was tender insight, conjured visions. They showed her the way home to herself. ©March 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.