The earth’s crust cracked at the poles. Inside, there was nothing but air and the little sun at the core of the planet. When I was a child, you could just barely make out the edge of the North Hole (a lame pun even then) from the northmost tip of Iceland. The only trace of […]
Cracked Earth
Words by
Kári Tulinius
Kári Tulinius
Illustrations by
Helga Páley Friðþjófsdóttir
Helga Páley Friðþjófsdóttir
Translation by
Larissa Kyzer
Larissa Kyzer
The earth’s crust cracked at the poles. Inside, there was nothing but air and the little sun at the core of the planet. When I was a child, you could just barely make out the edge of the North Hole (a lame pun even then) from the northmost tip of Iceland. The only trace of […]
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