"You're way of describing the sky is rather odd." Says Arry.

I huffed, of course she'd read my mind.

"Well I might think the painter is clumsy but his art work sure is pretty, oh sorry she." I say grinning at the very painter.

" I have no s.e.x. I am only a women because I over see the people who walk the earth so what you say doesn't really matter but thank you. And I am not clumsy. I knew what I did when I created the stars, though they are all that I made the creator made everything else." Arry says sounding a bit offended.

" Sorry. I meant it as a compliment. Didn't you know? That which is clumsy can be masterful too. It can be amazing and beautiful it just depends on who's viewing that clumsy art or person."I say smiling.

" True." Arry sighs and sat against the opposite wall.

"By the way did the creator create you as well?" I ask.

"No, I'm his wife or husband to her. Like me he or she has no s.e.x." Arry answered. I smiled.

" So he or she is a kind of G.o.d?" (Author:I only believe in one G.o.d so if you're the same just know this is myth I'm not insulting G.o.d or challenging him through this.) I say.

"Yes, you could say that. And you are my personal child." Arry says. I raised an eyebrow.

" What do you mean?" I ask.

"I'm raising and guiding you, so you are like my child, Rose. Though he is raising his own right now it doesn't change the fact that you are his as well. Which means you have a sibling. Not that I'll point out who it is. As he won't point out who it is either." Arry says. I blinked.

" Someone is being guided by the person who created this universe?" I ask skeptical.

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" Yes, this someone is going to change the world and so will you. All you two have to do is be you." She says smiling at me. I shook my head and gave up. I'll know everything eventually. I looked around and my eyes widened. My room is the only one with a balcony on this floor?! How does this work?! I looked up, there's another balcony but why do I have this room? Ugh I'll ask sister Emelia tommorow. I looked back at the stars. Closing my eyes I focused on the silent environment around me.