Looking at an old Icelandic manuscript thru a microscope. ...

... ða.

This Icelandic ð seems interesting. Especially accompanying this a. Letters can be such strange things, especially on hundred years old paper.

They can force them self into the fibers, or jump off the paper and stare you in the eyes in wonder and you stare back only to fall in to this tangle veb of words and letters.

Then you are lost in letters. Constrained between ð and a. Forever lost in an old manuscript.

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