"Iceland." Harry handed the message to Cassandra. "The edge of Vatnajökull Glacier."
Cassandra took the message and read it.
"Ancient Norse texts contain many records of ley line activity in Iceland. There are several well-known ley line nodes near Vatnajökull Glacier, but most have never been systematically surveyed."
"Then let's take a look," Harry said.
Isabelle contacted the Confederation Headquarters and coordinated their transport from Svalbard to Iceland.
They traveled through the teleportation point at the Contact Point in Longyearbyen to the Confederation liaison station in southern Iceland.
He opened his eyes and found himself standing in the corridor of a gray building.
Outside the window, gray-black volcanic rock and sparse moss covered the ground. In the distance, he could see a chain of ridges and the outline of a white ice cap stretching across the horizon.
The liaison station was headed by an Icelandic woman named Helga. She was around fifty, thin, and wore a thick dark green coat.
She led them out of the building and east along a gravel path.
The ground crunched softly beneath their boots. Steam occasionally rose from cracks in the earth, carrying the smell of sulfur.
"The signal source is at the edge of Vatnajökull Glacier, about eight kilometers from here," Helga said. "There are active volcanic geothermal zones along the edge of the ice cap, so the ley line signals are fairly complex. The Technical Group's earlier data indicates that the anomalous signal comes from a band of geothermal activity beneath the ice cap."
After walking for about two hours, they reached the edge of the ice cap. An enormous wall of ice spread out before them, its gray-white surface extending from the ground to the limits of their vision. Several meltwater streams flowed from the base of the ice wall, their