Leifsson

Ah, children, listen closely… In a corner of the afterlife where neither light nor darkness dares to reach, dwell 500 unusual skulls. Not human ones, some have horns, others beaks, and some shapes are so strange they defy description. Each bears a name as if etched into the bone itself, and each sports a hairstyle or a curious trinket carried over from a past life. There’s always laughter, jokes, and dancing. These mischievous souls have turned death into a celebration, where the eerie and the endearing waltz hand in hand.