They had always said that Hekla was the gateway to hell. The spews of lava and ash had once been mistaken for the forms of demons seeming to explode up from the earth to wreak pandemonium on the world and destroy humanity altogether. It had always fascinated him, ever since he was little. He remembered how the others, even Norway to some extent, had always been afraid whenever the mountain of fire ruptured. He smiled wickedly as he thought that he wouldn't mind being descended from the demons of Hekla.
