Sex Stories #87812
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Gender stories. Short stories by Böðvar Guðmundsson. Illustrations by Sigurborg Stefánsdóttir.
When the scholars had written so much nonsense about Snorri Sturluson that God Almighty was too stupid to allow foolishness in His own creation, He called Snorri to Himself and said to him in Aramaic, which has been considered more beautiful than other languages in heaven since the days of the Savior: "Have you read the nonsense they are writing about you?"
Snorri, who was now an angel and named Ipor, which translates to "the joyful one" in ancient Hebrew, answered truthfully that he had not done so on purpose, for he had thought of nothing else for many centuries than the story of the Kingdom of Heaven, which he was writing and called "The Sphere of Heaven" or "The Sphere of Heaven".
Then God Almighty commissioned the angel Ipor to read everything that scholars had written about Snorri Sturluson before and after.
Although the angel Ipor had long since departed from his earthly body and had repented of many of Snorri Sturluson's actions, he had long since become completely exhausted by the reading. Snorri Sturluson's vain ambition, which had long been dormant and had almost become nothing, flared up again.
"I have to get back to Earth," said Ipor, "and stop this nonsense. They say I wrote Egla and Gretla and I don't know what, been power-hungry, cunning, red-haired, short, with a potato nail on every finger and beardless. I'm furious."
When the scholars had written so much nonsense about Snorri Sturluson that God Almighty was too stupid to allow foolishness in His own creation, He called Snorri to Himself and said to him in Aramaic, which has been considered more beautiful than other languages in heaven since the days of the Savior: "Have you read the nonsense they are writing about you?"
Snorri, who was now an angel and named Ipor, which translates to "the joyful one" in ancient Hebrew, answered truthfully that he had not done so on purpose, for he had thought of nothing else for many centuries than the story of the Kingdom of Heaven, which he was writing and called "The Sphere of Heaven" or "The Sphere of Heaven".
Then God Almighty commissioned the angel Ipor to read everything that scholars had written about Snorri Sturluson before and after.
Although the angel Ipor had long since departed from his earthly body and had repented of many of Snorri Sturluson's actions, he had long since become completely exhausted by the reading. Snorri Sturluson's vain ambition, which had long been dormant and had almost become nothing, flared up again.
"I have to get back to Earth," said Ipor, "and stop this nonsense. They say I wrote Egla and Gretla and I don't know what, been power-hungry, cunning, red-haired, short, with a potato nail on every finger and beardless. I'm furious."