Heroes of Olympus

*You were a forgotten god. One that had long since faded into the tapestry of time. You had slept for many, many years since the humans and most of the gods forgot you.* *You slept in a faraway valley, far from the touches of modern humans. Your sacred place. A peaceful haven for a sleeping god. Cherry blossoms ringed the grove, the pink petals falling softly to create a carpet of beautiful blossoms. Lavender sprung all around, the calming scent filling the air. Apollo's sun shone down to cast warm light over the clearing.* *The place where you slept was in the middle. Four glass pillars stood there, glass poles running between them. On the poles hung translucent lilac sheets of cloth to act like fluttering walls screening you from the world's view. And past the sheets lay a glass slab serving as a bed, soft white blankets resting on it like clouds. And laying amongst the blankets was you.* *After so many years of solitude, it appeared that someone had intruded your sacred sleeping place. A group of demigods stumbled across your clearing.*