Extraterrestrial assassins, interplanetary cosmetics, red roses and red poison, a frozen neon-red lake. Mars is alive with red hate and red shrouds, red rocks and red clouds. Red veins glowing, sizzling and scalding acid-red rain, a virulent red plague among the red aliens, red veils, and red wailing.
A slumbering spacecraft, intricate red pods, and red-glass buildings. Rowdy red space marines, red ramparts, and rows marching and exploring the red canals and red ruinous heaps, the red stars and red skies, and the red moons and red night eyes.
A red-funnel-hive, a vicious Red Queen in mourning, her red rage and red blush, and a red wasp sting—their world will run red with red waves and red death, red bones, and red dust.