I'd be tempted to keep her from society. Not for myself, but to protect her soul. To shield her from the poison that exists in the sharp teeth of the monsters who slither around and feast on angelic beings. Imagine if there was a way to assure that she would remain unscathed, unviolated, unscarred, unburdened by the travesty that is mankind How content she would be to never have to see herself through the scornful eyes of repugnant creatures that only wish to use her for their own carnal desires only to discard her once they've sucked every ounce of hope and wonder from her veins. She would never have to look at herself through the lenses of what she is lacking or what on her is too large or too small or asymmetrical. In fact it would never occur to her to compare herself to every single woman that exists because in our world every single woman possesses a splendor that is unparalleled. There's nobody here to misrepresent themselves as a prize and pose the absurd idea of baseless competition. I could create a world where physical beauty would never be emphasized prioritized idealized weaponized idolized or standardized. And then she would never get wrapped up in a scheme of products or brands and routines in the name of achieving desirability. She needn't waste time or money on such a monotonous concept. She'd already know that she is perfectly her and that she is enough. Because there wouldn't exist anyone who would treat her as less than that, or fabricate flaws to further their own vile egos by shoving hers down. How light she would feel. She could breathe and skip and dance un-paralyzed by the thought of how spirit-leeching vipers might perceive her. So she would never try to shrink her expressions out of worry that she'd appear too angry, irrational, unreasonable. Shrinking would be forbidden here. She would be encouraged to rise until she towered over all. And lived among the clouds and the stars. And it'd never cross her mind to doubt her knowledge or talents or the validity of her emotions opinions beliefs concerns. She would never feel like her presence is an inconvenience. instead, she'd know she is a blessing. She would never feel lucky to be anywhere. instead, she'd know that she earned her spot because she is perfectly qualified and completely necessary. Nor would she scurry to the ends of the earth to seek out an obligatory romance as if it's her greatest aspiration. She would not have to put her trust in a man or a system that was set up by men to watch her fail because they don't exist here. And she'd know that the systems and passions and ambitions and everything she could ever need exists within her mind, body, soul, spirit. Her curiosity and naivete would be celebrated instead of shamed. She would never be blamed for a covetous beast's lack of control around her. Her lessons learned would be rewarding instead of earth-shattering. Her only transformation will come with time as is intended. As is the natural progression of a woman's growth. She would set forth and persist on one single path because there is nobody to deviate her. And she'd never have to acquaint herself with her tormented shadow self because it would never form. She would forever be the original her. just as she was born. Full of vitality and freedom. Real pure freedom.