From myth to fact, and back to myth

A long time has passed since I first dreamt up Faroe in my mind. Since then, I have slowly filled in the dreams and imaginings with facts no less exciting, often themselves mythical and legendary in Faroese culture. As I filled in my understanding, I learned of islands that float, of priests who chained the islands to the sea floor, and of hidden people, called nykin, who live in the hills. 

I had to be careful when writing and thinking of Faroe. As I worked through my studies in school, I was all too easily led into the world of Faroe and found it difficult to leave, often at the expense of my studies. 

This blog was never forgotten. I never stopped thinking about Heðin Bru's short stories or the Faroese language. I never stopped thinking that every day that passed by without studying the language set me back. School is finished, and now I can return to the Faroe in my mind.