Akureyri

There are evenings that you want to wrap up in a wool blanket and hide from tomorrow morning. When there is no northern lights or special wonders outside the window, but it still feels warm. Simply because there is someone nearby who knows how to be silent in the right way.

The music sounds soft, like breathing under a blanket: a little sad, a little cozy, with that awkward “stay a little longer.” Here, love is not loud, without drama or pathos - just an attempt to prolong the moment until the world remembers that it's time to get up. And even if the dawn never breaks, the light from the two of them together is still enough.