· Røros, Norway
The red scarf.
From the journal of the Wolf of the North · a work of fiction
Little Marta's red scarf was all her grandfather could see across the white field. She had climbed a haystack to escape a charging bull reindeer and could not climb down. The hay had gone slick with frost.
I braced the stack against my shoulder while her grandfather lifted her to safety. The bull finally trotted off when the wind changed. Marta left the scarf on my gate the next morning, as if I might need rescuing too.