Do our words really transcend time and space? A letter from a sixteen year-old in Auschwitz finds its way to the hands of a allied pilot POW, and together they discover how writing connects us more than we can imagine. Photo credit: rwcitek / Foter / CC BY-SA

Snow, is the only thing she knew. Blood is all she knew, both grew up different, but still connected. Two of one half. Twin sisters, never knowing who they were, or where they came from, till a stranger came and destroyed there lives. In turn, they found eachother, and began the story that unfolds on there past, To decide there future.