What could be better than knowing what the future holds? Then again, what could be worse than this knowledge? Grimur once had a happy childhood. This came to an abrupt end, however, when calamity struck and all his family was killed. Grimur saw this catastrophe coming, but he didn’t do anything to prevent it, or even avoid its consequences. Now forty, he is still plagued by guilt. The child that once possessed the strange gift of being able to see into the future has grown into an adult, haunted by visions --only the images that now flash upon his inner eye contain nothing but the horrors of the past.