>> Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Amberle Silverring surveyed her small little hut.
Although she had done poorly in magic when she was in Elven school, she had managed to create the perfect little space for herself. But the hut hadn't been complete until the plants had bloomed. Then it began to feel more like a home. It wasn't her real home, but she'd do her best to make it as close to home as she could. Her real home was far away from here, and the thought still made her horribly sad. But she had been left without a choice.
She shook her head, her long hair shimmering behind her. When such thoughts invaded her mind, it was best to push them out and carry on with whatever she was doing. Amberle grabbed her watering can and began to water her little tomato plants which lived out in the open beside her house. Since she couldn't craft a glass and steel greenhouse out of magic, she'd have to hire someone to do it, and that she didn't have the money for. So instead, her plants sat out in the open under the stars which Amberle hoped was better for them.
Next to the growing tomatoes was Amberle's tent for those colder nights when she wanted to sleep outside. She had already found that the house was a bit stiffling for her at times. Her parents had always been the types to sleep out under the protection of the trees, and so she'd grown used to it. Why she'd made the house, she wasn't quite sure. It had seemed the proper thing to do when she had decided to do it. But she found she didn't spend much time indoors when she could avoid it.
Behind the house was a tiny wishing well that had been there when she decided to call up her house. It added a mystical feeling to the air which had seemed to help out her magic and bring life to the forest.
Towards the front of the house was Amberle's hammock for those nights that weren't too cold. For the most part she spent her time relaxing and sleeping in that rather than the simple pine bed she had bought from the local furniture shop.
Inside the house she had only a couple of items to keep herself occupied. A chess table (more ornate than anything she had ever bought before) and a pine book case sat in the large main room. In one corner of the room was her kitchenette. When she bought the fridge from the furniture store, free food came with it. Since she hadn't established her garden, she was quite thankful for the free food. Unfortunately, it was mostly heavily processed food that tasted bland to her sensative tongue.
Right away she had set out to plant her tomatoes. Surprisingly, especially to her family, plants, like magic, had never been her strong suit in school either. The only vegtable she could handle was tomatoes, and she feared that it wasn't the right season for it. Luckily winter was a bit away, but much of summer had already passed.
Amberle sighed. So quiet... she thought. Certainly the normal sounds of the forest were present, the rustling of trees in the wind, the singing of birds, and the buzzing of insects, but the sound of talking, laughter, and the crackling of a fire were missing. A piece of her heart was missing, and it hurt her more than she expected.
Once again she went back to watering her tomato plants, humming a soft melody to fill up the silence.
Notes on custom content: This house contains the most custom content I have ever used on one lot. Even my "Movie Theater" doesn't have as much CC as this house.
Most all of the things in this house came from MTS2 (actually, I'm pretty sure EVERYTHING in this house comes from MTS2). The Amberle's hair, dress, make up (Bruno and HystericalParoxysm), skin (a paler version of HP's Idolotry of Flesh skin tones) and the elven walls and floors. All the plants (excluding the tomatoes and anything from maxis) are created by Macarossi.