The Brothers (Small Epic)

The Brothers (Small Epic)

Asko Sahlberg

Language: English

Pages: 86

ISBN: B012J1IRU2

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The Brothers (Small Epic)

Asko Sahlberg

Language: English

Pages: 86

ISBN: B012J1IRU2

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Finland, 1809. Henrik and Erik are brothers who fought on opposite sides in the war between Sweden and Russia. With peace declared, they both return to their snowed-in farm. But who is the master? Sexual tensions, old grudges, family secrets: all come to a head in this dark and gripping saga.

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when grown up, but because motherhood makes it possible for future generations to be rocked by dark tragedies. On the other hand, I concluded, it could not be my fault alone. I could not be its origin. There must have been before me, maybe long ago, a woman who sinned gravely and who left her fall as a legacy to her female offspring: an Eve of her generation who had imagined she would be forced to milk cows with her fine, delicate hands. As the years went by, the boys grew and Arvid became so

when grown up, but because motherhood makes it possible for future generations to be rocked by dark tragedies. On the other hand, I concluded, it could not be my fault alone. I could not be its origin. There must have been before me, maybe long ago, a woman who sinned gravely and who left her fall as a legacy to her female offspring: an Eve of her generation who had imagined she would be forced to milk cows with her fine, delicate hands. As the years went by, the boys grew and Arvid became so

doing. I would not have believed that a man of my years could learn not to be afraid of the forest at night, but I learnt that too. I even began to think I would not mind an eternal night. Perhaps because in the dark I did not feel like such a miserable, insignificant runt. We reached areas unknown to us, where we were of no greater use than anyone else. We could have gone back home, but instead we went on with the others. Again, my opinion was not sought – Erik would probably have glanced back

deeper, towards darkness, together, free, swaying, now. ERIK Henrik. Fish fins. I bought Jansson’s horse for you. I cannot give you both of them. I will get down from the tree, Henrik. I will come down. THE FARMHAND But just then the dark surface breaks and first one head pushes through, then another. The heads do not look as if they belong to two separate bodies, but to a two-headed creature risen out of the sludge. Erik manages to turn onto his back and tries to get to the bank,

to me and instantly I had already heard too much. ‘What if he kills you?’ Anna asked, in a childishly tremulous voice. ‘Father said you ought to take his knife away. They say he’d be best off in the King’s army.’ Erik laughed, or at least he tried to. ‘Don’t worry. He’s not that mad. I’m his brother, after all, and he wouldn’t do such a thing to Mother.’ ‘Still, I’m scared. Given he’s got a grudge against my family.’ ‘Because of the horse? Yes, I expect so. But he hasn’t got a grudge against

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