The Sims 3 Stories: Dreamweaver Townie DecaDynasty
A Story by Pam Marsden
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Author BioThe story of the Dreamweavers continues in Pam’s Dreamweaver Townie DecaDynasty Challenge. This new story follows her Dreamweaver Immortal Dynasty Challenge. Pam has been part of Carl’s Sims 3 Guide since the very early days and was here to see the launch of the Forum shortly after. She has a background in helping manage game websites from working on CasualGameplay.com, formerly known as JayIsGames.com. Pam has lived in Texas, USA for all but her first year of life and continues to reside there with her husband, 4 cats, and 4 birds.
You can share your feedback by visiting Pam's official thread for this story here. This story is based on the Townie DecaDynasty Challenge.
Introduction
Christopher Steel was haunted by the images in his dreams. This town felt familiar to him. The folks living here (they call themselves Townies) felt like lifelong friends. Night after night, a lifetime wove its way through his mind while he slept...
A beautiful and loving wife.
Struggling to build a house good enough to raise a family.
Twin daughters who looked so much like their mother.
Even old age, grandchildren, and death.
It was a bright and sunny day when Christopher went to the pond up on the hill where the rich Altos and Landgraabs lived. He had heard this was a great spot to catch Alley Catfish and Angelfish, and they aren’t always easy to find.
Remnants of his dreams fluttered by as if riding the wave of a siren’s song. He saw the empty lot between the two mansions and confusion filled him. How can it be? He ran across the street and stood on the grass of this so familiar land. He closed his eyes and the dream wove through him again.
In another time, in another place... this plot was home to a Dynasty. A soft voice whispered from nowhere, “You are a Dreamweaver, Christopher.” Yes, it was another time and another place. Perhaps another universe, as well.
It was with a tear in his eye for what he never really had in this life and a surge of determination in his heart, that Christopher drove to City Hall. He had important business to conduct today. A simple signature was all it needed. It was done. Christopher walked out of City Hall, ready to start again in this new time and this new place.
Welcome, Christopher Dreamweaver.
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