Ithaca

Troy fell. The fleet sailed home. Odysseus did not arrive for another ten years.
This is not the story of the hero. It is the story of the man inside the hero - the one who watched six men eaten in a cave and gave the monster his real name out of pride, who fell asleep within sight of Ithaca and watched the winds escape, who tied himself to the mast not because he was strong enough to resist the Sirens but because he was honest enough to know he wasn't.
Ithaca follows the interior of Odysseus across the full twenty years of his absence from home - the war that changed him before the wandering began, the specific and compounding losses of the return, the seven years on Calypso's island looking toward a horizon he could not cross, and the final reckoning with the men who had consumed his household in his absence.
This is a man of extraordinary intelligence navigating the specific and human consequences of pride, exhaustion, grief, and the particular longing for a place that remained, across twenty years of the world's most dangerous detours, the one fixed point he was always moving toward.
He lost everyone. He came home. Both of these things are equally true, and neither one erases the other.

[Ioakim] spent years researching and imagining a
world on the brink. When not writing, they can be
found exploring forgotten archives, debating
current events, or dreaming up the next big story.
He live "in a quiet town near the sea with his family