There’s something about a country where a lot of its population believes in elves. Add in the surreal surroundings and one who isn’t a believer may surely become one. It’s the perfect environment for it. I was hoping to find elves, dwarves or trolls hidden in a crevice or behind a rock.
As we approached the cave, my anticipation gave way to being total awe struck.
You can barely see us kneeling before the glow of ice.
The patterns in the ice are woven with mysteries waiting to be uncovered. Mysteries of winter and her desolate beauty.
No fairy folk were found. Maybe they lay hidden in the earth’s shadows.
Either way, we have been enchanted and this spell will be hard to break.
Each cave is unique. Every summer they thaw out and every winter freeze up again. No two will ever be alike.
Maybe next time we’ll see elven magic with our eyes.