I dag var svona dekurdagur hja mer einsog er stundum hja Lindu P. Jamm. 'Eg for i sund, synti 750 m, ad springa ur hamingju, tok ut peninga ur velinni, hugsadi til fjandans med oll sofn og bokasofn heimsins, eg aetla chilla, no matter what, rafadi samt inni Trinity og hitti tvo straka thar, studenta, en their verda ad leika turistagaeda um helgar,
you are still here, I said.
yes, we are, we are alwways here, they said.
last time also, I remember you.
you are kidding.
yeah, so what are you studying, - I was about to think I had met other of them in further life. You know what I mean.
I am gonna be a doctor in the evil middle ages, he said, - that one from further life.
O really, I said, I am actually trying to put the devil back on the map.
There were dark ages, but also lot of good stuff going on.
Tell me. - Then he had to comfort some tourists.
I dont even remember what the other one was studying, it was such a strong feeling, this further life feeling, I could see it in his eyes he remembered as well.
So since I wasnt ready to go into the middle-ages so I asked him about book, history book of Ireland, there were so many in the bookstores.
There is one book, very well written. And so he told me the author. Now I really wanted to go into the middle ages, but didnt know what to say, except I might ask him for a coffee, but instead I said: Well, isnt best that I should go and look at Book of the Kells.
Why dont you look at the library instead, he said, the Book of Kells are okay but the library is....
Then I said goodbye. Good to see you, he said. I almost said: What, because he was so arrogant, but thats probably because of this further life stuff.
I went through the Book of Kells, and guess who made it: Kolumkilli, himself.
This was typical museum, but nice, easy to read, and the book of Kells like the handritasafnid i Arnagardi. So I went upstairs and there........
The library.
I never seen anything like it. Describe it later. I met a woman there and she said,: Next time you come here, ask for the foremaster, and they will let you in without paying.
Ella Stina and the foremaster in the library of Trinity.
After I wanted to go to tell the Doctor-being of my experience in the library, and perhaps he would fall in love with me, I didnt remember at that moment I was already in love.
He was gone, and so his friend. Perhaps they were never there, perhaps it was only a glimt from further life, the middle ages alive.
I went to a coffehouse to chill and do some paintings, I painted the bridge for me and Kolbra my little sister, the millimunum bridge and so I said to Ella Stina, okay Ella Stina, now you can paint one as you like it.
Ella Stina then painted a self-portrait, only in red, with heavy read hear all over, and in her throat there was written one letter: H (for Hals - throat)
At the same moment Ella Stina knew she was Nornakrakki. - A withceschild -
Hopefully you as a reader can now put everything together, the middleages and the withceschild. I am not going to tell you more.
Because I am told in my school to leave some space for the reader.
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Actually that is simply what my mother has been telling me ever since. Ever since is a nice time.
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