1.3 The Elf in the Tree

It was a beautiful morning in Sylvan Glade. At least, Cordelia assumed it was the morning. She’d lost all concept of time in the magical meadow.

Her body was still ticking, though. Her stomach was rumbling loudly. She realised she hadn’t eaten since lunch yesterday. She got far too distracted by her discovery of the old tree and the place it led her to.

She figured she’d try her luck at fishing in the pond. There seemed to be plenty of fish in it from what she saw last night. Cordelia was not exactly an adept fisherman, but she’d learned to rely on fishing and gathering fruit and herbs for the past couple of weeks, ever since leaving Gibbs Hill.

Luck was on her side that morning. She got a catch quickly, perhaps because the fish were not used to anyone trying to fish in the Glade. Either way, she was grilling up breakfast before she knew it.

She heard footsteps approaching and turned around abruptly.

“Sorry, did I startle you?” It was the elf, still wearing his pyjamas and a robe.

“I’ve thought about it, and I figured we didn’t get off on the right foot yesterday,” he started awkwardly. “So, uh, I was hoping we could re-do the introductions? I mean, I didn’t even introduce myself. That can’t count as an introduction, right? Sorry. I don’t get many visitors. That part was true yesterday. Though now we’re pretending we haven’t met yesterday, so…”

As adorable as watching him stumble over his words was, Cordelia decided to put him out of his misery. “I’m Cordelia Blackwell. Nice to meet you.”

“Sounds fancy. My name is Dandelion.” He smiled.

“Just so you know, I don’t tend to make the best impression of people either.” She admitted.

“Yeah, I figured.” He nodded. It seemed he didn’t have much of a filter when it came to social situations.


“See, this is what I mean. You’re kind of… tense? Intense? Maybe both.” He pondered out loud, oblivious. “You know what always helps when I’m not feeling quite myself? A swim in the pond! You wanna give it a try?”

She looked towards the waterfall. It did seem enticing.

“You can swim in this, right?” Cordelia hesitated as her toes dipped in the water. Of course, she’d stripped down to her swimwear at this point. She knew it was too late to have second thoughts. “I mean, it’s not… enchanted in some weird way, right?”

“Paranoid! That’s the word I was looking for,” Dandelion exclaimed victoriously. “And to answer your question, yes it’s perfectly safe. I think. I’ve never seen a human swim in the pond so… I guess we’ll find out?”

“Ah, right, I feel reassured now.” She smirked.

“Great!” Dandelion beamed, not detecting her sarcasm. He delved into the water. Cordelia followed.

Once she was in the pond, her fears melted away. The pond was shallow, so she could feel the bed below her whenever she stopped swimming. She plunged ahead, making large strokes. She even took Dandelion over.

“Told you!” He called behind her. “It’s wonderous, isn’t it!”

The serene moment didn’t last, of course. Dandelion snuck up on her and surprised her with a splash. She was startled at first, but recovered quickly, retaliating.

“Hey! Not fair! This is my pond!” The elf protested.

“Oh come on, don’t be so tense… or intense?” She teased.

They splashed around for a while. It was as if Cordelia’s childhood had come back to her.

“You were right, Dandelion,” She told him eventually. “Swimming in the pond definitely made me feel better.”

“I knew it!” He beamed at her, his purple eyes brighter than usual. “Maybe elves and humans aren’t that different. Who knew?”

It was a wonderous day, as the elf had put it. They swam around, ate fruit from Dandelion’s garden and explored the meadow. He showed Cordelia his favourite parts of Sylvan Grade, introduced her to his neighbour frog and told her what the good spots for finding gems and supposed treasures were.

Finally, Dandelion suggested they cloudgaze. He explained it was one of his past times, just lying in the grass and trying to liken the clouds above him to things in the real world, figure out what they were the most similar to. Though most of them looked like marshmallows, he told her.

Cordelia loved every minute of it. But there was one other cloud on the horizon, apart from those marshmallow-like ones. How long could she really stay here? Sure, the elf seemed to enjoy her company, but this wasn’t really a place she could stay indefinitely. She’d have to leave eventually, and then what? Would the sprites come for her again.? Worse yet, would she lead them here, to poor innocent Dandelion?

She did not share her concerns with him. She didn’t want to ruin the beautiful day they’d shared. And so, after dinner, she wished him good night and headed to her tent.


The dream had made a return that night. In one of its iterations.

She was in that clearing with her mother, and the sprites were getting closer. She reached out for Annaliese, but she just evaporated into thin air.

“I mean, magical creatures demanding cookies?”

“Stay away, Cordelia!”

“There’s no powerful beings with a sweet tooth here! Ah, I kill myself…”

Cordelia woke up, drenched in sweat. “It’s ok,” she whispered to herself. “It was just a dream. Just a dream.”

 She wasn’t sure what time it was, but she couldn’t sleep anymore. She took a deep breath and exited the tent.

But she wasn’t alone.

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  1. NOO That dream was definitely her being clairvoyant or looking into the future! And those nasty sprites are back! OH how I absolutely hated them in DU I’m so glad you painted them for what they really are! Scum flies.

    Dandelion is so well suited! I’m so surprised he was all awkward and apologising. Looks like he’s actually pretty nice inside. Either that or those cookies are junked up hehehe!

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    1. Haha some of this story is actually inspired by my first DU playthrough, which was intended to be realistic, but the sprites completely threw a curveball on that 😄

      Dandelion says whatever’s on his mind, which can be good or bad, though he doesn’t really mean for it to be harmful (I think 😆)

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      1. Oof so he has no filter? Hopefully he thinks of lots of nice things then, though his words so far can be misconstrued into thinking there’s malice in them. 😯 Luckily Cordelia is not the insecure type!

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  2. I don’t think Dandelion is so sweet and innocent, but maybe I’m just a pessimist, lol. I also don’t think he’s evil either, just mischievous. I think he knows something, and he’s not telling Cordelia everything. I can’t wait to find out what happens next!

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  3. Dandelion! So that’s his name =D either he’s the sweetest little cinnamon roll who still has the mind of a child, or he’s secretly VERY deceitful and dangerous – being a fey an all. I hope it’s the former… but the latter would give so much more drama. Ah, dilemma’s.

    Oooh, so it’s the sprites from Discover University! I don’t have that pack, so I didn’t recognize them until mercuryfoam pointed it out.

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    1. Haha I like the way you think!

      I have all the packs (apart from My First Pet stuff lol) because I’m a bit of an obsessive collector when it comes to the Sims, what can I say haha! DU is pretty fun – the sprites, not so much!

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  4. It is nice to see that Cordelia had a relaxing day, even though (I might be projecting) I could feel some of her stress channeling in everything she did. Still, the fact that she took the time to let loose a little and enjoy herself is important.

    I love these sprites and am so intrigued by how they intertwine into her story. I don’t own DU so it’s all new to me!

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    1. Since Cordelia is the main POV character, you’re meant to project onto her haha! But you’re right, I think she still has that fear of the sprites popping up at any given moment so she can’t quite fully relax!

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  5. 1. Dandelion must be protected at all costs.
    2. These screen shots are dope as hell. The dream one felt particularly ominous.
    3. Is Cordelia’s mom human? I’m just working out a theory here…

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  6. It’s a really exciting universe you describe and I still have a lot to catch up on….
    These were some beautiful scenes from the realm off the elf . They look like they like each other 🙂
    Now the evil spirits have followed Cordelia 😦

    NB: I get curious about the scenes in the lake. Can the Sims swim in that lake or have you taken the pictures in another neighborhood?

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    1. Thank you so much for reading! I’m glad you liked them, I couldn’t help but take millions of screenshots, Sylvan Glade is so pretty!

      I wish you could swim in the Sylvan Glade pond, that would be awesome. I had to take those swimming screenshots elsewhere and then adjust the lighting unfortunately.

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  7. Ah it’s nice Cordelia has finally made a friend (?)
    He’s funny, I like him.
    But those sprites sure are a pest 😬

    I didn’t know you can swim now in that pond in Sylvan glade! Or is that a mod?

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    Dandelion…Dan…Danny…Dandy…Lion?… is the best. I respect anyone whose response to a stranger entering their secret happy place is to request art feedback, mess with them, offer them a leopard-print tent, THEN introduce himself the next morning, suggest an activity that requires taking off all their clothes, then just spend the rest of the day chilling shoeless in either his jammers or swimsuit. That’s another level of chill right there. He’s gonna offer the sprites cookies, isn’t he? He’s gonna make some cookies.

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    1. That is an apt description of the sprites if I’ve ever seen one.

      Dandelion is something else, for sure 😁 He does have a sweet tooth, so while I could see him making the sorites cookies, he’d probably eat half of them himself.

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