The Gods have a Locksmith, for Gods have their secrets. He made keys day and night, for they always needed more. They made the Locksmith love them, for Gods do as they please. But the Locksmith loved another, and locked his heart away. Throwing the key among the others. Only his love knew which key was the right one. But the Gods became jealous and they made her forget, for Gods do as they please. Now the Locksmith no longer makes keys, he spends his days trying each one, till he can open his heart up once again.