What is "clots"

Usage examples of "clots".

Then the militia ranks parted and there were three men adangle, clots of handflesh clamped to their throats.

Emperor had built with the ostensible reason of keeping him from having to look at the clots in Parliament, talking of this, and that.

However, he thought, if the official word is that all these clots were shot attempting to escape, how would my masters explain two suddenly alive Imperials?

The air souring and, like badness in milk, particles of matter coagulating from nothing, clots of rank aether aggregated into organising shape, and then there was a moving insectile thing made of scabbed nothing and sudden shade that twisted in the air as if suspended by thread and glimmered visible and invisible and then was unquestionably there, a hook-legged thing in the colours of rot, as large as a man.

It inspissated, fell in clots, mucal rain, and the sky and air was empty.

They were invisible, clots of air itself, Cutter realised, thrown down from the fight above, the torn-off meat of an air elemental discarded by an implacable air golem, the hands of a golem bitten through by a frantic luftgeist.

He considered them all dim-witted clots, whose only value was a willingness to die in place.

Tahn ship, hoping none of the Big Ugly Clots had altered their orbits, and the destroyers and probe ships ran infinitely variable patrols using a central plotting point cross-triangulated from the three nearest stars, and crossed fingers.

But he and the other team members were now temperance clots until they extracted.

Honoring my return and all and the victory over those clots who wanted to be my enemy.

They were rafts of unknown weed, great clots of mutant bladderwrack that moved suddenly away from the city under some motive power of their own.

They are shedding their dead matter in suppurating clots that eddy free and drift up like oil, expanding as the crushing pressure lessens, enveloping and suffocating fish and weed, until what breaks the waves with a mucal slurp is a noisome coagulate of infection and smothered sea-life.

Even as they watched, clots of the semiliquid broke away and began to rise, strings of matter stretching and snapping behind them.

Shouts and cries echoed through the darkness, and shadowy clots of revelers filed along the unbounded edges of their firelight.

Momemnites stood in shadowy clots along the avenue, straining for a glimpse of their divine Emperor.