Standing at the Edge of the Eastfjords

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The cliffs of the Eastfjords rise like a forgotten world — sharp, quiet, untouched. Standing alone above the sea, everything felt distant and close at the same time: the cold air, the echo of waves, the mountains carved by winter.

It’s the kind of place that asks nothing of you except to look, to listen, to let the silence move through you.
A small figure against a vast landscape — and somehow, that is enough.