Personification- His heart thumped and hissed in his breast… (page 92)
Simile-
…glanced a moment over his shoulder at the
curved beauty of his ski trail on the hill above, curved and smooth
and thin, like the tracing of a pen upon the snow. (page 93)
Metaphor-
He bit his fingers. They were cold and white and as unresponsive as a deadman’s.(page 93)
Personification-A biting wind was diving the mist back up the valley… (page 94)
