- Let's turn around, I said.
- I’m continuing on, Hannu answers.
- Then I will turn around alone, I said.
And so, I went. I turned around and felt my way, I started to crawl in a darkness which was so dark, I could not know if it was me who was there. After a while I stopped and called for my brother. My voice disappeared into the mountain. It barley managed to return to me, and I never got any other reply.
Hannu, Hannu is a gripping story about two brothers, a darkness and a summer that changes everything.
"… it has to be one of the wisest and most beautiful books to be published last year … There is something mythical about this story, it is independent from time and place. I got some of the same feeling as when I read Tarjei Vesaas’ The Ice Castle. The language is simple and poetic; it is a thought-evoking and beautiful text which almost rises above the borders of language. It is a book which calls upon many thoughts and which stays with you for a long time after you have finished reading it."
(Bok og Samfunn)
"one of the finest Norwegian poets of his generation" (Aftenposten)