ᚴᛅᛒᛁᛏᚢᛚᛁ 6
My runes were getting less shaky by the day. I was beginning to understand what Hjalmar had said about their own intrinsic magic. Deciphering a runestone filled me not only with a sense of achievement, but also with a strange feeling of connection, as if someone was speaking to me through those runes from the past. Even if it was just a gravestone that Hjalmar gave us a picture of, it felt strangely uplifting every time I managed to solve it.
I was nowhere near understanding all of the Old Norse texts he expected us to read though. While he was clearly a perfect man for the job, being a Viking and all, his teaching methods were lacking a little. He expected too much, too fast. For him, his subject was the most important of all, and he didn’t care that we had a lot of other thi
