For several months, Sólveig had started every day by playing a little game with herself. She’d wake up exactly 47 seconds before the alarm clock rang, lie completely still in bed, and count down in silence. 47…42, the bus drove past the house; 35, their upstairs neighbour slammed the front door; 21, the nextdoor neighbour […]
Neverland
Words by
Arndís Lóa Magnúsdóttir
Arndís Lóa Magnúsdóttir
Illustrations by
Helga Páley Friðþjófsdóttir
Helga Páley Friðþjófsdóttir
Translation by
Larissa Kyzer
Larissa Kyzer
For several months, Sólveig had started every day by playing a little game with herself. She’d wake up exactly 47 seconds before the alarm clock rang, lie completely still in bed, and count down in silence. 47…42, the bus drove past the house; 35, their upstairs neighbour slammed the front door; 21, the nextdoor neighbour […]
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