Status Updates From Tynset

“I resolve to let my memories be my guide, but the closer I come to them, the more they dwindle, floating diffusely in front of me like an ignus fatuus, laughing at me as they fade into the darkness, perhaps I have already been led astray—and suddenly another presence enters my gaze: death, he’s been waiting here, waiting upon this blank page for the perfect moment to make an entrance […]”