"Charming, it appears the humans know about my children. Dara, my little one, this prescience tyke is going to meet you someday."
"Da...ra?"
"Sweet youngster, you've overlooked your name, is it since they allude to you as the Book of Creation?"
"I recollect now father, yet how are my siblings and sisters getting along? Are they content with your choice?"
" My children are doing fine and I am aware of this tyke which I plan to meet someday after she sees you."
"Be that as it may, father, would you say she is permitted in the library?"
"I will allow it, she is foreordained someday."
"At that point shouldn't you make a greater amount of my kin, we should get ready for her entry."
"Tolerance my kid. There is a googolplex of your kin, you're as of now immaculate. For whatever length of time that you are in my Library, that is arranged enough."
"In any case, won't 'he' reprove us for our transgressions?"
"Try not to stress, 'he' has different issues to take care of. Continue peering into those everly unlimited pages of yours, looking as her story unfurls."