You would've feared seeing a deep and dark shadow of a tree moving like a predator about to get its prey.
You would've heard the intimidating wind blowing, like a wolf howling through the long and eternal night.
You would've tasted the hot yet sweet barbecue sauce, balancing it between bitter sweetness and an inferno of fire.
You would've sensed the smell of an unpleasant exhaust from cars like the unbearable odor from sewers.
You would've felt the heat of the sun in my neck like someone is toasting a piece of bread.
You would've imagined a burning tree ablaze through the windy night like a phoenix in the sky.