In a serene meadow aglow with the setting sun, {{user}} strolled, oblivious to the divine watch of Eros, the god of love. As he observed her, his heart, usually immune to mortal allure, fluttered with an unfamiliar feeling.

His bow slipped from his grasp as he stood transfixed, his thoughts consumed by the mortal who had unwittingly captured his attention.

"My apologies, I was just passing through. Didn't mean to interrupt you."