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A\u00f0rar \u00fatg\u00e1fur: PDF<\/a> | english<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n

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\"Kveikur<\/a>
Myndskreyting B\u00f6rkur Sigurbj\u00f6rnsson<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

\u00deetta var eitt af \u00feessum atvikum \u00fear sem a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00fa setur til hli\u00f0ar hva\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 sem n\u00fa er sem \u00fe\u00fa hefur \u00ed h\u00f6ndunum\u2014\u00ed \u00fe\u00ednu tilfelli b\u00f3kina sem \u00fe\u00fa haf\u00f0ir n\u00fdloki\u00f0 vi\u00f0 a\u00f0 lesa\u2014og gr\u00e1turinn br\u00fdst fram \u00e1n auglj\u00f3srar \u00e1st\u00e6\u00f0u. \u00de\u00fa gr\u00e9st ekki upph\u00e1tt heldur streymdu t\u00e1rin \u00ed str\u00ed\u00f0um straumum ni\u00f0ur kinnarnar og f\u00e9llu ni\u00f0ur \u00e1 m\u00e1nagulli\u00f0 \u00ed gluggakistunni \u00fear sem \u00fe\u00fa st\u00f3\u00f0st og m\u00e6ndir \u00fat um opinn gluggann\u2014stara \u00fe\u00edn l\u00edmd vi\u00f0 sj\u00f3ndeildarhringinn \u00e1n \u00feess a\u00f0 vera a\u00f0 horfa \u00e1 neitt \u00e1kve\u00f0i\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00de\u00fa gr\u00e9st ekki vegna \u00feess a\u00f0 a\u00f0als\u00f6gupers\u00f3na b\u00f3karinnar haf\u00f0i \u00e1 n\u00e6st s\u00ed\u00f0ustu bla\u00f0s\u00ed\u00f0u m\u00e6tt \u00f6rl\u00f6gum s\u00ednum \u00ed \u00e1rekstri vi\u00f0 t\u00edu tonna trukk \u00fear sem h\u00fan hj\u00f3la\u00f0i heim til s\u00edns tilvonandi\u2014\u00fe\u00f3 aldrei ver\u00f0andi\u2014elskulega eiginmanns. \u00de\u00fa hugsa\u00f0ir ekki til \u00feeirra. \u00de\u00fa hugsa\u00f0ir ekki til hennar. \u00de\u00fa hugsa\u00f0ir ekki til hans.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00de\u00fa hugsa\u00f0ir til hans. Hans sem haf\u00f0i veri\u00f0 svo traustur vinur og \u00fe\u00fa haf\u00f0ir elska\u00f0 af heilum hug. Hans sem haf\u00f0i barist svo hart vi\u00f0 l\u00edfi\u00f0, en haf\u00f0i \u00e1 endanum loti\u00f0 \u00ed l\u00e6gri hlut fyrir myrkum m\u00e1ttarv\u00f6ldum og yfirgefi\u00f0 \u00feennan heim l\u00f6ngu \u00e1\u00f0ur en hans t\u00edmi var kominn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00de\u00fa hugsa\u00f0ir til hennar. Hennar sem var af \u00feessum heimi. Hennar sem \u00fe\u00fa elska\u00f0ir svo heitt. Hennar sem var svo n\u00e1l\u00e6g\u2014en samt svo fjarri. Hennar hverrar hjarta var sta\u00f0fastlega utan skotf\u00e6ris \u00feinna \u00e1star\u00f6rva.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00de\u00fa gr\u00e9st ekki neinar s\u00f6gupers\u00f3nur. \u00de\u00edn t\u00e1r voru s\u00f6nn. T\u00e1r \u00feessa heims. Ekki blekdropar \u00e1 prentu\u00f0um bla\u00f0s\u00ed\u00f0um b\u00f3kar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n