One day. the Goddess was out walking, and she met a man. The man was playing a guitar. The Goddess stood there, amazed, for the sounds that were emitting from the guitar were the most beautiful she had ever heard. Far more beautiful than the sound that had played in the beginning, and she had not thought that possible.
Then the man began to sing, and his voice was more beautiful than the guitar and the guitar was more beautiful than the sound that played in the beginning, so you can possibly try to imagine just how beautiful it was...
The Goddess stood by his shoulder and listened to him. She was awestruck, for years she had tried to find somebody who broke all the rules of beauty, who reshaped them into something new. And here he was...
She didn't want to interrupt his song with her words so she said nothing, but he felt her prescence and drew his song to a close.
"Yes?" he said, for he knew not that she was his creator.
"I just heard you...the music...I - it was so wonderful." she stammered, all her glory fading away to nothing and only the Goddess as a girl standing before him.
His face broke into a broad smile, "Did you like it?" he asked.
"Yes...no...I loved it."
The man grinned again. "Shall I play you some more?"
"Yes, yes, please do!"
"I'm Tom." he said.