Wild & Bound was never just a brand. It was a longing.
Some journeys begin with a kiss. Others begin with silence, presence, and the ache of wanting more.
A space to slow down. To breathe deeper. To explore desire, intimacy, and place—not as separate things, but as a single unfolding.
I made this for the ones who crave presence. Who move through the world like it’s alive.
For the ones who want their love to feel like walking barefoot through morning mist… deliberate, grounded, awake.


Who writes this?
I'm the one behind the scenes—the hand that writes, the eyes that watch, the breath that waits.
I’ve walked fire roads and frost-covered fields. I’ve traced maps on backs and written rituals in hotel notebooks.
This space is what I wished existed. So I built it.
What is this, really?
A journal.
A map.
A ritual archive.
You’ll find slow travel routes, sensory practices, and essays on power, presence, and pace.
But more than that, I hope you find something that makes you ache a little. In a good way.
Want to reach out?
I don’t send many emails. Just stories worth unfolding.
[Keep Me Informed →] (link to signup)
Still not sure where to begin?
Try a ritual → [The Ritual Index]
Or read a scene → [The Dom’s Notebook]
Every journey is a ritual. Every ritual begins with presence.


