Neama Flowerish And Barbaron Bloom

This Couple of 2 young adult wingless Elves love colors, their house, their garden (and gardening even), and also each other - just do not know it yet. All Basegame made, no CC., and they actually wait for somebody to bring them back to life. Back ... ? Oh, yes, because they actually had a life before, until ...

Until now, they have been bound to stay anywhere within dark PC folders because they, unfortunately, met a very bad Wizard, Curse4Force is His name, the worst-mannered, worst-looking, and with the worst taste AND worst mouth smell gifted individual living in Sims Country at all. Even worse, Flowerish and Bloom went on the tiny nerves of that worst guy ever by, well, singing, dancing, growing plants, and such. Okay, they really laughed at that creepy guy in the end (he had to sneeze so bad, allergy to hell), so "to cut a long shory stort", as His Wizardy said, after a very bad curse, they landed in the Realm of CurseForge, in the dark spheres of bits, and bytes - thank God there were no Vampires, so that actually already was the bad news, no "bites" in addition. Elves - if not Dark Elves - and even they don't - do not really like that. Indeed, they feel rather uncomfortable there. It is so freaking boring! No flowers, and so on. But, well, that's the way the cookie crumbles if you haven't got a clue about wizards and curses.

Now, you might already have considered it: a very bold, and nice ferry watched the scene from behind a Money Tree. (Money trees may not have the reputation of being popular with elves, nor with fairies, but they are, for crying out loud! - or better: a bibbedi babbedi buh, yet plenty magical!) She sent a wish to one of the authors on CurseForge to ask if there was the heck any chance to bring this couple - this future couple - back to a space where they could live, sing and make fun again. Maybe not with wizards, but anyway.

Well, and now it becomes a little spooky because this story hit your eyes, BAM, just right now. You know what that means, okay? You could, just an idea, don't feel pressured or persuaded or bribed, but you, yes, YOU could become part of this fairy tale ... erm, elven tale. Don't ask me how, don't ask me why, but something tells everybody down in Sims Country that YOU ARE THE CHOSEN!

So well ... grab your ... whatever ... you might need to save that couple. Be the ONE! I mean, who knows? Maybe, they like you? And maybe you can find a way to fight that lousy muff, that chubby sourpuss, that ... OH! Who's there??? ANYBODYYY? O-oh ... No, NOO--------------------------------------