· Mo i Rana, Norway
Blue hour at the mill.
From the journal of the Wolf of the North · a work of fiction
A father and son took refuge in the shuttered mill after a reindeer drove them off the road. The lower door jammed behind them, and the millstream was rising with meltwater.
I entered through a high window and lifted the old drive shaft off the door. The son insisted his father go first; the father insisted otherwise. I lifted them both at once. Neither argued after that.