• In a small village lived a woman. For sins, and sorry, she left her home; Exiling herself into the forest just outside of her beloved place of birth. This woman knew not where she was going, or what would become of her.
    "So disgusting, inside and out. Why were they so trusting, for even in I, doubt. Remove my face from their memory. So, even there, no one shall need look at my ugliness more" saying to herself, racked with the grief from memories of not-so-long-ago.
    Before she could take another step, she heard the most heavenly voice. "You are not ugly."
    Despite the song like voice, she couldn't help, but be startled .
    "Who is there?", said with a slight quiver in her voice.
    "You are not ugly", The voice repeated again.
    "But, I am", the initial startle passing, she continues. "I am, I am so ugly. Just look at my face, and if you could see into my soul...."
    "You are not ugly. You are beautiful."
    Her mind began to race. Who could this possibly be, with words that sound like music. Who could say that she...was...beautiful.
    "You are beautiful, so beautiful", the voice said, sounding more angelic than before. The words were so soft and warm. Nothing she had ever heard, resonated so sweetly as this.
    "I know not who you are, but I must see the face of one who sounds so heavenly" She walked towards the voice, it singing out to her, beckoning her to come.
    She moved increasingly quick, approaching, losing sight of her pain, and losing herself in such a simple song. "Could I be beautiful?", She thought to herself. Answered as if on cue, the voice did, as her leg didn't extend to catch her. She fell flat. Unable to get up, but finally seeing the source of her flattery.
    Large and hairy, its eight legs carried it over to her. "You are beautiful", it said, as she screamed in absolute horror. "You are beautiful", it said, as it drew close enough to drive it's fangs into her flesh. "You are beautiful", it said, while blood sprayed out from the force of venom being injected into her. "You are beautiful" the loveliest of voices sung out to her, as she let out an agonizing cry from torturous pain of her insides being turned to liquid. Bubbling up, and out of the already-visible-holes in her abdomen. "You are beautiful" it serenade her, just as she let out her last tears of hopeless fear and despair. “You are beautiful”, it said, as her heart is finally consumed by it's poison.