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.