Snow Angels – Anchor Books, Saga in 50 words

Deep snow,shattered thigh,bleeding, strength ebbing.– ten miles out from safety.”Wait here! pick up on return”. Alone facing death, unconscious—Soft hands lifting. wounds cleaned bandaged,warm fire,hot drinks,sleep. Comrades return. “Who helped you?”- “Snow Angels”. “Delirious ?”. No tracks… Expert bandaging – fire- Ancient ones believed..Perhaps”…