Fjord 11:30 pm

I love waking up to this clear air. The lofty mountains and deep blue fjords... There's something about this country that inspires me to write lenghty national epics, but I guess I'll save it for some other day (preferably a rainy day). In the meantime read Snorre Sturlason:

1.
Gefjun dró frá Gylfa
glöð djúpröðul óðla,
svá at af rennirauknum
rauk, Danmarkar auka.
Báru öxn ok átta
ennitungl, þars gengu
fyrir vineyjar víðri
valrauf, fjögur höfuð.