There is definitely a threatening figure in the background; it looks like something towering from a cloud. She does look very vulnerable and very concerned.
What youthful mother, a shape upon her lap
Honey of generation had betrayed,
And that must sleep, shriek, struggle to escape
As recollection or the drug decide...
...
Plato thought nature but a spume that plays
Upon a ghostly paradigm of things;
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