“1. The entrance to whyrwol has nothing to do with keys and gates. There is no system of pulleys and no room full of ropes.

Caves and caverns slope downward into the limestone hills around Oornampur town, and they are filled with calcium carbonate. Dripping is a central phenomenon inside the caves and accompanies cavers everywhere. It is about a soundscape but also hidden melodies and growing speleothems. Everything (and everyone) standing still inside the caves gets slowly covered in mineral deposits that form the teeth of whyrwol. If they grow big enough, they clench down and people vanish.”

Published in: The Cafe Irreal, Issue 75, August 2020

Experimental Fiction, Short Story, Weird Fiction

Publication Date: 1. August 2020

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