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The Yellow Rain by Julio Llamazares

The Yellow Rain (1988)

by Julio Llamazares

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Death, isolation, abandonment....fun topics I know, but this novella is incredibly powerful. The writing is some of the most lyrical, stunning prose I have read in a very long time. This book is about death....the death of a way of life, the death of a village, the death of loved ones, and the death of self. Not for the faint of heart, because this will shake you to the depths of your soul! ( )
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Yo estaba ahí, junto a la cama, completamente a oscuras, definitivamente roto ya por el cansancio y por el sueño y no sé si decidido o resignado a enfrentarme de una vez a la infinita soledad que, desde hacía varias noches, me esperaba entre las sábanas
Hacía ya dos meses que los de Casa Julio se habían ido. Esperaron a que el centeno madurara, lo vendieron en Biescas junto con las ovejas y algunos muebles viejos y, una mañana de octubre, antes de ser de día, cargaron en la yegua las cosas que pudieron y se alejaron por el monte hacia la carretera. También, aquella noche, corrí a esconderme en el molino. Lo hacía siempre que alguien se marchaba para no tener que despedirme, para que nadie viera la pena que me ahogaba cada vez que, en Ainielle, otra casa se cerraba. Y, allí, sentado en la penumbra, como una pieza más entre la maquinaria ya inservible del molino, les oía perderse poco a poco por la senda que lleva a tierra baja. Aquella vez, sin embargo, sería ya la última. Después de la de Julio, no había ya otra casa que cerrar ni otra esperanza de vida para Ainielle que las mías.
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Ainielle is a village high in the Spanish Pyrenees. Its houses are mostly deserted ruins and have been for years. Ainielle's last surviving inhabitant, an old man at death's door, lingers on, and as the "yellow rain" of leaves flutters around him and the first snows of the year fall, he recalls the life he lived and the ghosts-once his friends and neighbors-who have taken possession of his solitude.
Hailed on first publication and continuously reprinted in Spain, The Yellow Rain is a haunting ode to the power of memory, an elegy for a landscape and a way of life.

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