OdysseasNostos
Some objects do not belong to those who carry them.
They belong to those who were lost.
Angelos, a military chaplain, has spent years carrying two things he could never leave behind: a cracked compass and a wooden horse.
One was given to him during the war.
The other was found where no child should ever have been.
As memory returns, Angelos is forced to walk once more through the path of loss, faith, and the people he left behind.
Because some stories do not ask to be forgotten.
They ask to be told.
THE COMPASS AND THE WOODEN HORSE
A story about war, memory, faith, and the things that continue to live long after people are gone.
✍️ Odysseas Nostos