The Way North — A Short Story
There is an Icelandic song called “Þorpið” which moves me every time I listen to it.
It’s hard for me to share its lyrical meaning with non-Icelanders, so I wrote a short story about the emotions it evokes instead. I hope you like it. Let me know how it made you feel.
“Hér vil ég vera hér á ég heima
En tækifærin burtu bara streyma