On the eve of the sixth day, his work was almost done. He was tired, he had been working nonstop for almost a week, but you could see the overwhelmed sense of satisfaction in his sunset painted eyes.

"Look", he told his little helpers, "this is good". "I had doubts it might not be worth it. But you know how hard it is to imagine something this beautiful until you actually create it and see it with your own eyes".

"But sire" said one of the helpers. "this isn't it, yet. Who is this for? No one?"

"Of course not" he replied, sounding almost disappointed. "I did it for me. Am I not deserving of this sight by myself?"

"you are, sire" the helper retorted. "you are worthy of all the beauty in the world. But why not bring a few creatures, much like yourself, to admire you, and your work?"

"creatures like myself? selfish, weak, and angry to destroy what I built?"

"No sire, creatures like yourself, kind, loving and imaginative, to marvel at what you've done and maybe do some more"

"Creatures like me.. people. Like me. Why not. I'll think about it and start working tmorrow. Thank you my little friend. You are wiser than you look"