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.
Tag Archives: children
Little though she was, she knew what it was to be discarded. The rock she sat upon was home, the road walked alone, brokenhearted. Waking dreams walked, beside her they talked about hope and purpose. Imagination held her, hand in … Continue reading
How silly, having kept bunny, how overly sentimental. An old, stuffed rabbit, stitched and mended, the fabric loved until threadbare and thin. Oh bunny, never forgotten, poor flattened rabbit. Two small hands in size —just right for a child’s grasp, … Continue reading
She felt it all, each gentle current and buffeting wind, for she was in a fragile place while dying. There was the raging storm outside, it assailed with its fists. There was the dysphoric storm inside, it clawed at her … Continue reading