He arrived like a rumour
that turned out to be
completely true.
Small enough to hold in two hands. Dark as the hour before dawn — with two golden patches on his cheeks that caught the light like coins thrown into a fountain for luck.
He moved in careful, exploratory steps across wooden floors he hadn't yet mapped. The world was enormous and he was tiny, and somehow neither of those facts seemed to concern him.
He had no name yet. That would come. First, there were things to climb, corners to investigate, and a family who didn't yet know that their life had just quietly divided itself into before and after.
Vientiane, Laos — Photo 1 of 1,147
































































