Wyrd Self III – The air is sour in the arctic. All life left there grows weaker. Posted on 14 Oct 2015 by wyrdwordsandeffigies Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... Related Published by wyrdwordsandeffigies My name is Katie Metcalfe and I’m an English author, blogger, poet and songwriter. I have a northern fever and tend to be a bit too wyrd for most people. View all posts by wyrdwordsandeffigies