Stone Circle vinur

Inkeri had not paid very good attention to what had been as she and Anja had walked. But she tried to remember for Bjarna.

Yes. Mountains. Mountains! Big hills! Trees. So many trees! Strange animals. Animals! Rivers that froth and bubble. Bubble. Small little creeks.

She tried to show as well as tell so that Bjarna understood, she didn't know if she was doing well or just looked like a fool.