Crevasse

as another torment for the five survivors.

Ellison writes of, quote, ridges of tufted flesh puckered about two evil eyes, as cold as the view down into a glacial crevasse, ice blue and somehow moving liquidly.

Okay, my selection for this episode is a story called The Crevasse by Dale Bailey and Nathan Ballingrude.

It has appeared in several sources, but I read it in Ballingrude's 2013 collection, North American Lake Monsters.

Of the story's two authors, I'm more familiar with Nathan Ballingrude.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I'm intrigued by that.

I looked up the crevasse.

So he cuts him loose.

No! The guy falls into a crevasse or whatever.

Crevasse.

Crevasse.

The crevasse

is the French version.

Some of them are more like cracks.

There's one we call The Crevasse where you can crawl back into it, and it may be only as wide as your outstretched hands, but 100 or so feet high.

Other of the caves are kinda like the holes on a flute where you may have to lay on your belly and scooch your way in.

But it truly is a side of nature that is rarely seen, because the only time you could experience it up close and personal is when the lake freezes, and it doesn't always do that.

Um, it's, it's again, like your Everest example.

It's if I just hand somebody a plan on how to get up Everest, like what good does that really do? If they don't know that there's a Fisher right there in that spot that you can't really see, you know, or, uh, what do they call them? Crevasse or is that what it's called? Crevasse.

Is that what you wear on your neck? I don't know.

I don't know.