Stars [HQ] (Patreon)

“The thing I miss the most since I moved to Rio is the farm’s starry sky. I’d ride during the day and, by the sunset, I’d walk alone in the fields and wait for the stars to show their faces. My mom used to tell her friends I would end up becoming an Astronomer, maybe an Astrophysicist, but understanding the stars wasn't for me. What mattered above all else was their beauty and mystery, I guess, just like my body is a mystery to me, even today”.

“But you’re a biologist now, Epona, isn't it so?”

“Not yet, Doc, but I’ll graduate soon. I know it sounds silly, but knowing how being the way that I am is even possible isn't enough to solve the whole mystery either. I know many things, from my genetic mutations to my physiological responses. Although highly unlikely, it all fits nicely together, like a sonnet. It’s hard to accept it, and even harder to accept that I was the one chosen to be like this.”

“So, you are a smaller mystery gazing upon a bigger mystery?”

“I think that’s a good way to put it.”

“How was it there, then, when you were waiting for them to come? ... What? Did I say something funny?”

“It’s your choice of words. Doc. Oh, God... It was the other way around, actually: they were the ones waiting for me to come.” 

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Hello, everyone! Quaraci here!

This month I was thinking about this precious encounter between Epona and an analyst, doing some talking therapy. I guess she will, eventually, approach deeper subjects, like her potential, or desire, for body transformation (from our last sketch! And there’s more to come, so stay tuned!). I was also in the mood for experimenting with more painterly brush strokes, lighter colors and less contrast, so that we get that delicate feel of the first stars showing up in the sky. I hope you like it!

I wish you all an awesome March!