But Fazire didn’t do exactly what she said.
He did make her perfect.
He made her bright and funny and very, very
talented.
He made her sweet and thoughtful and very,
very caring.
He made her generous and kind and very, very
loving
He decided not to make her beautiful, at least
not at first, because she should know humility
and not grow up with conceit.
Though, she would become a beauty, a splendid
beauty beyond compare.
Just… later.
