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Published on 2022-03-15
On any given day, an idle exploration may lead you to a new path, one that doesn’t seem so far from your own front door. You might be able to follow it before your coffee cools, or it may be that three thousand steps are not enough. By the time you get home, the world itself may seem a different place.
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Marisca Pichette Between Oak and Acorn, a Sunset Waits
Marisca Pichette is a queer creator of monsters and magic. Her work has appeared and is forthcoming in Strange Horizons, Fireside Magazine, Fusion Fragment, Daily Science Fiction, Uncharted Magazine, PseudoPod, and PodCastle, among others. She lives in Western Massachusetts, surrounded by bones and whispering trees. Story Notes for Between Oak and Acorn, a Sunset Waits Over the past couple of years, I've noticed how my work has skewed towards horror again and again, circling isolation and anguish. I wrote "Between Oak and Acorn, a Sunset Waits" to try to escape the darkness and find something brighter on the other side of the shadows. Like Hedgehog, I wasn't sure what I was looking for as I searched for the end of the path. I invite you to walk with her as I did. Leave the known behind, and go someplace you've never been before. Or maybe you have been, once--in another life.
Between Oak and Acorn, a Sunset Waits, by Marisca Pichette
Author Details
Marisca Pichette Between Oak and Acorn, a Sunset Waits
Marisca Pichette is a queer creator of monsters and magic. Her work has appeared and is forthcoming in Strange Horizons, Fireside Magazine, Fusion Fragment, Daily Science Fiction, Uncharted Magazine, PseudoPod, and PodCastle, among others. She lives in Western Massachusetts, surrounded by bones and whispering trees. Story Notes for Between Oak and Acorn, a Sunset Waits Over the past couple of years, I've noticed how my work has skewed towards horror again and again, circling isolation and anguish. I wrote "Between Oak and Acorn, a Sunset Waits" to try to escape the darkness and find something brighter on the other side of the shadows. Like Hedgehog, I wasn't sure what I was looking for as I searched for the end of the path. I invite you to walk with her as I did. Leave the known behind, and go someplace you've never been before. Or maybe you have been, once--in another life.
