ng  I’ve told you, t I actually  visitor to t o be passing by, I also repeated t I made tures  t of painting only ends up condemning and punisself s strengto condemn and puniser’s oo embrace Alla’s tan ’s denounced. More importantly, if t coffee targeted t mig onight.”

    “Even so, you ch.

    “Yes, because I enjoyed myself t I e kno. And I’m embarrassed to say I ertained by trations, tories about Satan, toryteller told crudely  meter or rhyme.”

    “Even so,  in t den of unbelievers?”

    “Fine to an inner voice, “at times t t gna me: Ever since I  talented and most proficient among ters of t only by Master Osman, but by Our Sultan as o be so terrified of t I tried, if only at times, to go o befriend to resemble t turn on me in a sudden fit of vengeance. Do you understand? And since to t den of vile unbelievers so ot discount this rumor.”

    “Master Osman said you often acted as if apologizing for your talent and proficiency.”

    “ else did  me?”

    “t you’d paint absurd, minute pictures on grains of rice and fingernails so t ot. rying to please ot gifts Allaowed upon you.”

    “Master Osman is on Biy. “ else?”

    “ed your faults  test ation,” said tch.

    “Let’s s then.”

    “ despite your prodigious talent, you painted not for t but to ingratiate yourself. Supposedly,  motivated you ed for ting itself.”

    It singed my  t Master Osman so brazenly revealed  me to a man of suc, one o art, but to being a clerk, ing letters and tery.