“But what if she kills us the moment we give her the unicorn?”

It is the night before the full moon, and I find myself wracked with worry at the thought of our impending confrontation with the vampire.

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Sunshine Blogger Award

A huge thank you to Cyanyx for nominating me! Y’all should definitely check out her stories 🙂

My answers to Cyanyx’s questions:

1. If you could live in the universe your stories take place in/ that your sims live in, would you? Hm…I don’t think I’d want to live in the universe of my sims…although I would love the existence of magic, I think the rampant danger would mean I’d probably just hide in my room all day tbh

2. What’s your dream job (one that actually exists in the real world)? Hm..I haven’t quite figured this one out, yet. I suppose one that I look forward to going to. I’d also love a job that challenges me intellectually and one that allows me to make an actual difference on the world. Very vanilla answer, I know, but it’s true!

3. What’s your favorite song, or your favorite band/singer? ahh this changes every other week. Right now I’m rediscovering the harry potter soundtrack (specifically prisoner of azkaban) and Hamilton.

4. What’s your writing process?  Do you do anything unusual or funny while writing or to come up with ideas? I wish. I kind of just barf out some words until something coherent pops up

5. Any funny or weird facts about yourself or someone you know?  If you can’t think of anything, put a quote or a picture of a cute animal here. I cry when I laugh

6.  If you could live anywhere for the rest of your life, whether it’s real or not, where would you go? oh gosh…um…um…um…wizarding london, perhaps?

7. Favorite quote?  If you don’t have one or can’t think of anything, put whatever you want in this space. 

OKAY I LOVE BOTH OF THESE AUTHORS but the below exchange is amazing:

“[Hemingway] has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.” -William Faulkner

“Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?” -Hemingway

8. Is there a movie or book character you’d like to become (it’d be permanent)?  If so, who? ahhhhhhhh. uh. uh. uh. either hermione or korra from legend of korra

9. Do you have any pet peeves?  Is there something in particular that annoys you? when people don’t follow through/respond

10. How did you get into writing your blog, or writing in general? Have always loved reading, so that translated naturally to writing:)

11. If you could be the best in the world at one thing (such as playing a specific instrument, playing a specific sport, or painting), what would you pick? I’d love to be the best at learning/writing/reading languages

My nominations and questions are posted over on my legacy blog 🙂



With our deadline rapidly approaching, everyone in the crew is tense. Impa and Levi argue almost non-stop about what to spend the money on (“A new ship!” “No, a new telescope!”). I mostly watch them and try my best to squash any lingering feelings of guilt. The pull on my chest has lessened, somewhat, but I know that if I concentrate, I will be able to find the unicorn with minimal effort.

Marcus, for his part, spends most of his days practicing various spells, his hands shifting almost too quickly to be followed as he conjures brilliantly colored spheres of pure magic. He acts as if he is preparing for war, and it is unsettling to see him so serious.

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The night of the unicorn’s capture is treacherously pleasant. Despite the mishap with Nadia Seafoam, Marcus manages to create the necessary elixir. The elixir points to tonight as being auspicious and, although it doesn’t give an exact location, I have the strong, inexplicable feeling that the unicorn will be in the same spot as before.

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Once we return to the campsite, Marcus heads directly to a small alchemy station I hadn’t notice before. Now that his power is – somewhat – revealed to me, he and Impa no longer bother with pretending their source of elixirs comes from outside the camp. Indeed, Levi soon reveals to me that Marcus, like any witch or wizard, can channel his magic into producing elixirs.

As I watch him sprinkle shimmering powders into the gurgling cauldron, I can’t help but wonder how his powers differ from that of a standard wizard’s.  Wizards are traditionally much less powerful than witches, yet Marcus is able to produce magic without the aid of a wand, something I’ve never seen any witch do.

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Screenshot-7Soft piano music drifts through the library.

We follow the haunting melody through row after row of mahogany bookcases filled with tomes on every subject imaginable. The lilting string of notes is the only audible sound. It has been three days since the horrible night, and I find myself unable to look Marcus in the eye, let alone hold a conversation.

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We find Impa practicing at the wooden training post. The pirate is a gifted fighter and, when not delegating tasks to her crew, can often be found training to “keep these sculpted muscles at peak perfection, duh.”

Muscles or no, I have the feeling she is not going to like this recent turn in events.

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Animal Award!

So, I logged on today to find a lovely comment notifying me that shannynlee4 nominated me for an award! Thank you so much — I’m honored 🙂 Her story, Forever Darkness, is beautifully shot and written, and she manages to create a very tense ambience with seemingly little effort. Y’all should definitely check it out!


I’m super lazy (which you can read more about in the oncoming ‘about’ section) and will be copying what I wrote for my other blog, the windsor legacy, here — but I do have new nominees!

The rules for the award:

1.) Thank the blogger who nominated you, and link back to their page.

2.) Post the award picture on your blog.

3.) Write a short paragraph about yourself and what your blog means to you.

4.) If you could be any animal, what would it be?

5.) Pick and notify ten nominees.

About me: I am a lazy university student with a (very) hearty obsession with food. I love going on food tours of the various eateries around my home and have eaten many (many) cupcakes (for, uh, research purposes, of course). I have 0 pets in real life but have owned approximately 20 Sims 3 dogs named “WOOF” so idk but I think that counts.

I’ve been writing for ages. It began with short original stories, spiraled into fanfic, drifted into the poetry territory, and eventually became attempts at Sims 3 stories. Like Louise, I first discovered the world of Sims 3 legacies through The Ink Legacy. I used to check that website almost everyday in the hopes of a new chapter. I’ve always been an avid Sims 3 player, so hopefully I can successfully combine Sims 3 + my interest in writing into something decent 🙂

Animal: hoo boy. Uh, I guess I’d want to be a red panda. They’re so goofy and clumsy — it’s awesome.

Nominees: Had to really search my followed blogs to find some that haven’t (I think) been nominated yet.

  1. Curse of the Red Thread — a beautiful story with an intriguing plot and well-fleshed out characters. Hasn’t been updated in a few months, but I’m still hopeful!
  2. The Edith Prescott Mystery Series — this is one of my favorite Sims stories and actually inspired me to write an investigator sim in my legacy. Although this is another story that hasn’t been updated for a bit, there’s plenty already written to keep you entertained!



The metal box transports us into a library gilded with row after row of rich brown bookcases filled with books on every subject imaginable.

My gaze lands on a violet-backed tome titled “The Mantacore: Lore, Whereabouts, and Current Standing.” My heartbeat quickens — perhaps there is a book on unicorns!

Something, however, stops me from running through the stacks in search of the book. The library seems draped in a heavy silence, a quiet which permeates every leather-backed tome in the building.

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I yawn, stretching my arms into the cool night. I have been up for the past 32 hours and the long stretch of restless labor is catching up on me. It feels like we have been scouring the marketplaces for weeks now and have nothing to show for our efforts — despite hours of eavesdropping and bribing, we have no further leads on the unicorn’s location. Even the flames are revealing nothing.

The lack of information makes me doubt our previous success — perhaps I am too tainted to forge a connection with the unicorn. Perhaps the bow was a fluke, perhaps I hadn’t actually completed the first step of the ritual but in fact had participated in some cruel mockery of the sacred connection.

“You should sleep.”

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