Not a single combat operation in Afghanistan was conducted without helicopter crews. For infantry, air fire support was like the wing of a guardian angel. The author — a helicopter pilot who logged over 700 flight hours in Afghan skies — shows the war from an unusual angle. As if there were no blood and horror, only poetry, love, and something very funny, through which, if you look closely enough, the tragic still shows through. Through the hazy shadows of helicopter rotor blades, a mosaic of human fates and lives twisted by war takes shape.