Elves Hall

If you walk down Skolavörðurstígur from the big Church on the Hill, you'll eventually find yourself at the intersection with Laugavegur. Just before you reach this merger of two of Reykjavík's main shopping streets, you'll see a clock store on the right hand side of Skólavörðurstíg and a little port next to it. There's nothing special about this port or the triangle of land that it leads to, as can easily be seen in the picture above. Nothing special to the naked human eye, that is.

What I'm thinking I know about this patch of misused land, though, is that it's got a history only revealed in dreams, or maybe after a deep-night stroll on the thirteenth of Christmas when elves reveal themselves to humans at crossroads. What I know is that there is an Elf Hall there exactly where the photo leads your eye. I've been there three times, in dreams, and I've seen how cavernous their gathering hall is, and how exotic and intimidating these Hidden People of Iceland are as they revel in some parallel world to ours. I wasn't invited but ended there on accident, and managed to find my way back out before I was trapped or discovered. Elves don't like humans too much.

Some things in life you just know and this is one of them: at this spot in mid-town Reykjavík, just behind the Nike store and and old clock shop, two universes collide.

4 comments:

Cy said...

I really love your photos. (Assuming they are yours, come to think of it.)

You have some real talent for it.

Maria Alva said...

takk, cy! yep, the pix are mine, except an occasional tomatoe photo and the glam shot of Kiefer, of course...

digdug said...

glad you made it back from your dream visit! as you have elves, we have faeries in central texas. there are places known to the pagan community here that are "sacred" and secret. having been blessed with a shaded, sheltered, and slightly overgrown backyard, it was easy to see the faerie folk are present. a small opening at the base of a gnarled tree surrounded by a ring of always green plants. my dogs will sometimes stop and stare at the exact same spot for minutes at a time, but never wander too close to the tree. on certain holidays we leave little gifts of wine and food at the opening. the faeries are private and non-hostile, but it's not a good idea to piss them off.

Nyx said...

Elves! I love it. Your description of your visit there is wonderful. We have fairies over here but I'm a huge fan of elves, I'll have to remember this place for my dreams...