As a young girl my Norwegian father told me we were descendants of Vikings. I dreamed of being a Viking warrior–On moonless nights, slipping a longboat into dark swirling waters, the bow splitting the inky surface silently, exploring the dark.
As a young girl my Norwegian father told me we were descendants of Vikings. I dreamed of being a Viking warrior–On moonless nights, slipping a longboat into dark swirling waters, the bow splitting the inky surface silently, exploring the dark.