In a land far away, there lived a goblin who had once seem himself reflected in a still pond. His reflection had frightened him so much, he decided to hide his face from the world forever, so as not to frighten anyone else... and spent many years alone.
The accompanying illustrations have even more pathos: the goblin is happily gamboling along picking flowers when he is confronted with his own hideousness. The blossoms fall to the ground as he claps his hands over his face. He stumbles homes with his eyes shut, one hand outstretched. Even when he is alone in the following years, he hides his face from himself and from the natural world, as if he were too ugly for even the sun and trees to tolerate. This is a pretty freakin' sad story!