One of the cupids gave him his arrow. "This is the best arrow," he said. The new cupid accepted it. Then he departed.
On Earth he looked around. Under the maple tree he saw two lovers. He aimed. The girl had brunette hair. "Will you love me till I die?"
"Yes," answered the boy.
The Cupid shot his arrow. It was a good shot. It flew into the girl's heart. Shocked was the boy: The girl's chest was drenched in blood.