The bloom of blood, mysterious blasts teeming in the marrow—as you sleep, quietly running along the endothelium. Granular and protean, clustering toward any surface threatened by a breach: think of them as cloud, as solar wind; capstan of fragments or fury of starfighter pods gunning for a dark mass sensed, an enemy not yet visible on the horizon. Why else would an army assemble from seed, proliferate as reticulum? An enemy, not yet visible on the horizon. Gunning for a dark mass sensed, capstan of fragments or fury of starfighter pods. Think of them as cloud, as solar wind; toward any surface threatened by a breach: granular and protean, clustering. Quietly running along the endothelium, teeming in the marrow as you sleep— the bloom of blood, mysterious blasts.