Today, in an era where nature, so praised by Alexandros Papadiamantis, has abandoned man to the mercy of loneliness and his self-destructive mania, where life is no longer unique and irreplaceable, and death has been trivialized, The Murderess is an ark, one of the few that remain, for man to find solace and to remember the true value and his real purpose: the realization of love.

Alexandros Papadiamantis, like his equal Georgios Vizyenos, did not hesitate to stain his literary hands with the most unspeakable and profane blood. And by doing so, he forever opened the gates of the reading paradise.

Excerpt from the foreword by Kostas Akriivos