Oh. My. God.

This was an excellent read. A story that slowly unfolded and left you stranded in a hostile and desolate landscape. Did I believe Agnes's story? And even if I did not, did it matter? Wow, an excellent tale of what it was like to live in northern Iceland ( of all unlikely and ungodly locales) in the beginning of the 19th century. A stark, unforgiving, strangely beautiful landscape as backdrop to a stark, unforgiving, strangely beautiful tale. By the very end I was shivering and in tears. Bravo!