Premonitions can come in form of symbolic visions

A window at Brekka.  Von Michael

Ólína looked over at Elínborg and asked her if she could see the drop of blood on the floor.  As soon as she asked the question, Bergvin’s foot print became completely covered in dark blood, but the beautiful red drop was still in the middle of it. It was perfectly round. 

She looked at it for a moment, but then she noticed two other drops next to it. They were slightly oblong. The bright red drop merged with the other two and disappeared. It now looked like a three leaf clover.

Then suddenly it started to rain blood by the door. Ólína stared at the door. On the other side of the door was an empty street and she knew she could run out. But she couldn’t just leave. There were children outside and they might come in and see all the blood.

Ólína grabbed a rag and began to clean up all the blood. 

Brekka farm has been converted into guesthouses. It is now called Guesthouse Brekka and has great reviews.  planetofhotels.com

Elínborg looked at her and said, Don´t be silly. Ólína kept staring at the pool of blood which grew bigger every second. 

Ólína continued cleaning up the ever-expanding blood puddles. The rag was covered in blood and wouldn’t come off. She studied the dark blood on the rag. As she stared at it, it started to squirm like a worm coming back to life inside a fish. 

She threw the rag on the floor. Suddenly it was like all the blood on the floor had been put inside a hot fireplace. Smoke was oozing out of every drop. 

Suddenly, all the blood was gone and the floor was clean. But the smoke was still there. Ólína stared at the smoke which moved towards Bergvin’s bed and lingered there. 

Elínborg wanted to know what Ólína was looking at. Ólína looked back at her. In the same instance, the smoke disappeared and instead she saw a black cloud right behind Elínborg’s bed. It moved to the front of the bed. 

Inside the dark cloud were several images, grey in color. In the middle of all the images Ólína saw a picture of a man. She only saw him from behind and from the side. He looked to be the size of a boy doll. He wore a suit with a black felt hat which reached down his forehead. He had black curly hair that stuck out from underneath the hat. His feet looked like they were stuck together at the instep. He was bow legged. He was clean shaven. He had an extended bow with an arrow ready. 

The orange circle shows Klömbur farm. The marker above it shows Brekka farm where Ólína’s in-laws lived. The red marker below shows the location of the  Grenjaðarstaðir Church and Cemetery she is buried at.     GoogleMaps

On the right side of the man inside the dark cloud, was a dolphin with a large mouth and a large fin. Its body was small and thick. Next to it were various sea animals and insects. On the left side were ants and crabs, but she could see through them. 

The insects moved across Bergvin’s bed as if they were marching to attack right above the pillow.

Then the smoke reappeared. The insects reached all the way over to the steam. It all looked so disgusting. They had noses and claws, truly a horrifying sight.  

The steam didn’t use any energy to protect itself. In the end it disappeared into the group of insects and Ólína felt sorry for the steam. 

The vision was about to become even more horrifying. She watched the insects crawl on top of Bergvin’s body who was levitating above his bed. He looked dead. His eyes had been plucked out and his nose cut off. His body was bloody and swollen.  

Ólína figured she would help the steam by bringing it towards her. She knew she could fend for herself much better than the steam could. She felt so bad for the steam. Just as soon as she had the thought, a large black head appeared right in front of her and stared at her. They stared at each other for a moment. Then it fell to the floor and stayed there for a bit. Then the head got back up. It looked even more gross than before with fire coming out of its eyes. But nonetheless, she kept staring it in the eyes until it fell back on the floor.

This vision reappeared in front of Bergvin’s bed. The steam covered the floor. It wiggled and squirmed.  One part of the steam was dark and the other light and they seemed to be fighting each other.

Then she quickly looked away. She saw a black shadow appear. It was about the same size as a small handkerchief. Inside the dark shadow was a light grey colored man’s eye. It looked awful. The shadows around the eye were so dark. Then just as suddenly, it disappeared.

At that moment Ólína felt something flannel-like stroke her right cheek. She turned her head to see what it could be. She saw a shadow at the size of a big egg, but it grew bigger and moved away from her. 

Inside it, she saw happy and beautiful children’s eyes which she felt she recognized. 

She grew tired of watching this and said to herself Oh go away! With that it disappeared. It went away up towards the ceiling with pathetic and sad eyes.

The stream had formed a long stripe across the living room from east to west. A bird sat on the steam stripe. It was gray and looked much like a heron. Its color seemed to become increasingly lighter. It had huge claws and as time passed, the claws went deeper into the steam, until the steam slowly disappeared inside it. It was as if the heron was sucking up the steam through its claws.  

Grey heron (Ardea cinerea). Andreas Trepte