That dazzling darkness

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'I have always searched for the black stone that purifies the soul of death. And when I say 'always', I imagine a bottomless well, a tunnel I dug with my fingers, with my teeth. I am driven by the stubborn hope that I might see, even for a minute, for an endless, eternal minute, a ray of light, a spark that would be imprinted in the corners of my eyes and kept safe within my bowels like a secret.'

So here she is, dwelling in my chest, nursing the nights without end, here, in this grave, in the damp interior of the earth, filled with the scent of a human being emptied of his humanity by the blows of a hoe that flay his skin, and snatch away his sight and the voice of reason.

All the events in this novel are real...it is inspired by the testimony of a prisoner of 'Tazmamart' prison