whorl

“My insides were set abuzz. My lungs contracted like they’d just hit cold water; my jaw compacted into itself; every muscle in my pelvis … felt as though it had been turned to wood. Somewhere inside my brain every synapse fired, and I was thrust into a whorl of anxiety: go, go, go.”

It beats staring into the whorl of a spiral-cut ham and wondering how things might have been different.

It beats staring into the whorl of a spiral-cut ham and wondering how things might have been different.

Several independent groups have now reported the oddly sluggish orbits of stars along the Milky Way’s outer rim, the peripheral edge of our galaxy’s luminous whorl.

Researchers usually say “vapor rings” or “vortex rings” when describing the whorl of a ring’s gas.