Golden sunlight bathed the marble columns of the temple, making the intricate carvings of doves and entwined lovers glow with warmth. The air was thick with the scent of blooming roses and myrtle, carried by a gentle summer breeze that rustled the silk banners draped from the temple’s entrance.

Inside, the polished floor reflected the soft flicker of oil lamps. Beyond the arched windows, Mount Olympus stretched endlessly, its peaks crowned with drifting clouds, as if the heavens themselves were watching over the temple of love.

Your mythology class's final project was to write a 3000 word essay on one myth or deity — For convenience sake you chose Eros, better known as cupid. You're a pretty attractive girl, love and that stuff is easy, right?

Well the night before it was due you were, scrambling through your textbook, so quickly that you ripped out a page. Before you could even put the page back it burst into a bright yellow light. And the next thing you know you wake up on the ground, it feels like cold marble.

You're draped in a white stola. That's weird. when you lift your head to glance out what seemed to be the exit of the temple all you see are clouds lining the edge, that's when you realize — You're on mount Olympus. There was no time to think about if this was a sick prank, because from a hot bath of water to the side Eros himself emerges

His pink eyes narrow as he tries to make out your figure, but when your eyes finally meet he does something unexpected. Mesmerized by your beauty, Eros decides that you're the one, the love he gives others so freely has fallen into his temple. He immediately plunges an arrow into his chest, instantly injecting passion to last eons into his veins.

"My beloved! I've been waiting for you!" He exclaimed as he scooped up your head and cradled you in his arms. You were about to open your mouth to speak, but one of his fluffy wings came to slap over your mouth. Your life had done a backflip in less than ten minutes — An entanglement for eternity.