Fracture Lines, Scoresby Sound, GreenlandThe icebergs in Scoresby Sound are so large they barely make sense. You're in a small boat, craning your neck upward, and your brain just refuses to accept the scale of what's in front of you. This face of ice stopped me cold. Centuries of snowfall compressed into these sweeping striated layers, blue deepening to cobalt in the crevasses, and that single sinuous crack running right down through the middle of it all. Like the whole thing was held