The raven slept in a rock rift. On a cold winter’s night. There are many things that can hurt him. Everything is frozen outside. – Jón Thoroddsen (The Raven’s Song, Krummavisur) I love all birds, but ravens are really special to me. All across the world, these corvids hold significance in a variety of…
An exploration into Iceland’s Hidden Folk “If I deny elves, I deny my grandmother and mother.” Pall Ásgeir Ásgeirsson My disclaimer I believe there are many perspectives on any one topic, and elves are no different. When approaching this subject, I asked myself, how do I write about elves in a relevant way that remains…
Exploring Iceland’s Unseen History Myth, Mysticism, and Magic When most people think of Iceland they picture majestic glaciers, volcanoes, mystical waterfalls, and the dancing green of the aurora. Drone footage of colorful canyons and black sand beaches flood Instagram, along with pictures of the otherworldly highlands and blue ice caves of the south. It all…
A Short Story Skogàr, Iceland Richly stacked is Thrasi’s chest under Skogar’s waters cold whoever goes there first will find wealth untold. –Icelandic folk rhyme It was nightfall in Skogàr, a small settlement on Iceland’s southern coast. A waterfall thundered down from a ridge. Its roar could be heard miles away. East of it, the…