I cover my ears as I approach the terrifying creature.
The sounds stir up an unpleasant feeling deep within my soul.
As I get closer to the beast, I recognize the error in my ways.
The creature is anything but monstrous.
Her features like paintings of old, smooth and symmetrical.
She is crying, wailing into the forest.
I am lost to what I can provide for this anguished being.
I wait silently beside her.