Caption: sits in new cave in Maceira, watching dawn paint the sea golden On Finding Home Just As Something Else Finds You The cave is perfect. Small, yes, but mine. The neighbors eye this strange goblin with that particular Portuguese mix of suspicion and warmth - keeping distance while leaving bread at the doorstep. The sea whispers ancient languages through limestone. The forest offers cathedral silence when the world becomes too loud. Everything I searched for, I found. An

Caption: sits quietly by candlelight, war hammer resting unused against the wall Some weeks the world cracks open and shows you its...