âThe Sword Beneath the Soilâ The morning was gray and cool, the kind of silence that lingers after rain. Beneath the fading mist, a man knelt beside…
Beneath the quiet streets of Rome, where candlelight flickers against walls of bone, lie the jeweled remains of forgotten martyrs â the Catacomb Saints. In the 16th…
At dawn on a bruised-gray coast, we found the circle of legs firstâarched ribs of shell rising from the sand like the spokes of a drowned cathedralâand…