A photo-post about longing for the brutal sorcery of Iceland in winter; churning currents tearing through thick ice, a sunrise threatening transient crystalline worlds, and watching cerulean-static infinity unfurl over the torrent from the top of a dangerous mountain.
Breathtaking. I’ve never been to Europe, but Iceland is one of the places on the list.
It is absolutely phenomenal! I would love to return in summer next time, but at least one more New Year’s Eve in Rejkjavik must happen at some point, too – the apocalyptic fireworks frenzy is unrivalled.