Short info. This is the day the Swedish king Charles XII was shot and killed in what would be his final battle in Norway, in 1718. He was a pretty… Interesting king, who became beloved by Swedish romantic nationalists in the 19th century and by nazis in the following centuries.
It’s that day again today, when all of Sweden closes down for summer celebrations!
Something I wrote back in September, on election day. I am not sure if all my hopes that I express in this poem will be fulfilled sadly.
I ruminate a bit on one of my favorite subjects, continuing a little from yesterday’s blog post.
I went on a day trip to a historic site today and came back with the embryo of this story in my head. Here I present to you a story of a girl and a prince, a ghost story, but not a traditional one at all.