Mind's Eye Imagery

I was once asked to describe how the fractured facets of myself presented themselves to my mind's eye - the image of a great iron-wheeled palanquin sprang to mind. The child peering out from a shuttered window, the remorseless defender in heavy slabbed armour standing before it, and tied to a leash to the defender a ravening wolf-human hybrid beast with claws and teeth dripping with blood. Its a crude image, but it works.