They broke through the ice, just to find someplace out of the wind. Stone's wife was with-child and she appeared to suffer when the icy wind gusted. The others of the tribe thought it a waste of energy and moved on. But Stone swore to protect his wife, Snowflake, so he dug.

Behind the ice, Stone found a thin layer of frozen dirt covering rotten wooden planks. Using the stout branch that doubled as his walking staff, Stone battered a large hole thought the boards. Behind the boards he found a cave, a large cave without wind.

Stone lead Snowflake into the cave. "We'll be warm in here."

"What's back there?" she asked. "Something shiny?"

Stone rummaged through his carry-roll and found his one precious candle. Using his flint, and much patience, he managed to light the candle. Stone left Snowflake the flint with which to start a fire. Then he walked further into the cave to investigate.

First he found a table filled with odd metal things, and a hard hat. He tried the hat on and it fit. "What a lucky find," he said.

"What is it? What did you find," Snowflake called from behind.

Stone lifted the candle. Above the desk were pictures, mostly of people. And above the pictures were hundreds of dead insects. "Bugs!," he said. "Many bugs. Many big bugs. Dead bugs."

The back of the cave brightened as Snowflake piled bits of wood on her growing fire. "I've never seen bugs," she said. "Just the ones that live in our hair. But never big bugs."

Stone moved further back into the cave. Beyond the table he found rows and rows of wooden shelves. Using his candle he explored. Mostly he found plastic boxes of more bugs. But here and there he found tins of food. He checked them carefully for signs of leakage or rust, but found nothing to fear.

Walking back toward Snowflake and the fire he announced, "I found food."

"Come," said Snowflake. "Come sit by the fire and be warm."

Stone blew out the candle and sat cross legged next to Snowflake. "Food," he showed her the tins.

Snowflake took one and shook it. "Water inside."

"Today we are lucky," Stone said. He took off the hat and banged it with his knuckles. "Metal. We can cook in this."

Snowflake leaned against Stone. "We are lucky," she said. "Warm and lucky."