Dolores Claiborne

“The eclipse was not complete yet, but it was about to happen. The sky was an imperial purple color and what I saw above the sea looked like a big black pupil, with a cobweb veil of flames around it. . .
I could hear his fingernails scratching the old board as he struggled to pull himself up. . .
Suddenly there was nothing but a gray square piece of wood with a black hole in the center and fireflies swirling over it. . . »

(From the back cover of the book)