TILTANGLE

The small, tight-knit community was locked in an ice-cold numbing world. For all their lives, and those of many generations before, all they had known was snow and frost. From time to time forays were made outside the cave, their only shelter, for food. But many never returned—torn apart by the wild bear or savage wolves.

But there was a dream, a memory they had of an earlier time, when there had been 'warm' and 'sun'. A time before the great holocaust that had destroyed their world. It was only hope for a return to this other life that kept them together, that kept them alive. Even though it would mean destruction of the peace and sanity they had built together.