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This book as had some excellent reviews but I downloaded a sample first as I wasn't sure if it was for me. As soon as I started it I knew I would download the full kindle edition, I found it impossible to read the beginning and not want to continue.
Burial Rites by Hannah Kent
They said I must die. They said that I stole the breath from men, and now they must steal mine.I imagine, then, that we are all candle flames, greasy-bright, fluttering in the darkness and the howl of the wind, and in the stillness of the room I hear footsteps, awful coming footsteps, coming to blow me out and send my life up away from me in a grey wreath of smoke. I will vanish into the air and the night.
A brilliant literary debut, inspired by a true story: the final days of a young woman accused of murder in Iceland in 1829.
against Iceland's stark landscape, Hannah Kent brings to vivid life the
story of Agnes, who, charged with the brutal murder of her former
master, is sent to an isolated farm to await execution.
at the prospect of housing a convicted murderer, the family at first
avoids Agnes. Only Tóti, a priest Agnes has mysteriously chosen to be
her spiritual guardian, seeks to understand her. But as Agnes's death
looms, the farmer's wife and their daughters learn there is another side
to the sensational story they've heard.
Riveting and rich with
lyricism, BURIAL RITES evokes a dramatic existence in a distant time and
place, and asks the question, how can one woman hope to endure when her
life depends upon the stories told by others?