Just a quick note before I go into the latest Quiet Man chapter. My solo dude Davis has just become an elder. In other words, there are probably a few more chapters to go before he passes on. I get sidetracked by the gorgeous views and end up taking pictures of the scenery more than anything else.
I got into playing with single sims after getting bored of playing an ongoing family. I might play a couple after Davis passes on but we'll see.
Anyway, all is well with me. A washer and dryer I ordered have come in and the big delivery is this Wednesday. Neko's tummy has been giving us grief thanks to hairballs but I think the worst of it is over.
I'm still reading like a demon if you wanted to know. And here we are in August. Where the heck did July go? It could be a little cooler but as long as my AC holds out I'll be fine. Keep cool, the two of you who follow me.
BYE.
Sunday, August 4, 2019
Thursday, August 1, 2019
A Quiet Man (03)
Winters were rumoured to be mild in Sunset Valley, but this year brought on an arctic chill that Davis' tent would never keep out. He'd seen a number of the locals frolicking in the snow and had an insight. That afternoon he got to work and had a snug new home ready to go.
Since winter's arrival Davis had stopped dreaming of his spirit animal. Then the phone call had come.
She called herself Sister Janna. To his shock, she knew all things about him and reassured him that his spirit animal would return with the summer. She claimed to live in the local catacombs but warned him to leave her to her own meditations and to never visit her in the graveyard. Promising he would obey, Davis disconnected with a heart as light as a snowflake.
In the early winter days, he continued to fish and scavenge. In the harsher months, he took shelter at the local gym for an occasional hot meal and shower.
Snug and secure in his snowy shelter, Davis would meditate and pray; knowing that winter was inevitably followed by spring and summer. His dreams would gleam with the presence of his spirit animal again one day.
END.
Since winter's arrival Davis had stopped dreaming of his spirit animal. Then the phone call had come.
She called herself Sister Janna. To his shock, she knew all things about him and reassured him that his spirit animal would return with the summer. She claimed to live in the local catacombs but warned him to leave her to her own meditations and to never visit her in the graveyard. Promising he would obey, Davis disconnected with a heart as light as a snowflake.
In the early winter days, he continued to fish and scavenge. In the harsher months, he took shelter at the local gym for an occasional hot meal and shower.
Snug and secure in his snowy shelter, Davis would meditate and pray; knowing that winter was inevitably followed by spring and summer. His dreams would gleam with the presence of his spirit animal again one day.
END.
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