Terror

[QDeathstar]

Not a lot concrete here. You’re just afraid, then you’re wounded (or maybe you are pouring it on someone else’s wound, but theres not a hint of a third party) , then it is noon, then there is black (I would expect the opposite of darkness during noon, with eyes squinting)


I am afraid of the noon sun. black is bulletproof, and loud. Lick wounds. I’m probably just an idiot but honestly, not seeing the metaphor here. Sorry.