Grief is mundane, despite how profound of an emotion and process it is. Grief can also be cumulative and collective.
Carry a corpse out of the hostile, cold air. Stitch together a head wound with a fish hook and fishing line.
Frigg’s time on the island is fleeting, an intentional reminder of the ephemeral nature of oral histories.
“Make everyone think you’re ignorant. Make them think you’re forgetful. Make them think you’re unable to think on your own.”