she counted on one hand some days that required effort… on those fingers she found the times when a single moment was an unmistakable chasm between before and after time was fluid yet life possessed no flow instead, a corduroy road… chasm or no the time required to cross was an instant all her perspectives changed on the other side ©November 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.
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