OnceUponAPlumbob

✨ Sul Sul & welcome to The Plumbob Chronicles ✨ A little corner of the Simverse where generations become stories. 🌙 Here you’ll find my Sims 4 legacy & generation challenges, family trees, screenshots, builds, CAS creations and all the lore that happens along the way. 🏛️ Mythology • 🔮 Magic • 🌿 Legacies • 💕 Romance • 📖 Storytelling Current Chronicle: The Circe Saga 🐚✨ Every Sim has a story. Every generation leaves a legacy. 💚

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📖🌿 One Lesson, Two Minds

The lesson was the same.

The desks were the same.

Even the little hands carefully working across the page were nearly in rhythm.

But Circe was beginning to understand something about her daughters.

Lyra and Selene did not see the world in the same way.

One lingered over every little detail, curious about how things grew, changed, and came to be.

The other listened closely, quietly absorbing every word her mother spoke and wondering what secrets might be hidden beneath them.

So Circe moved between their desks, teaching each daughter in the way she needed.

She would never ask them to become the same.

After all, Aiaia had room for both the sun and the moon. 🌿🌙

And perhaps, one day, the world would need them both.

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📚🌿 Under Their Mother’s Watch

There were no crowded classrooms on Aiaia.

No bells to signal the beginning of lessons.

No teachers waiting beyond the island’s shores.

There was only Circe.

Standing between her daughters, she began passing down the knowledge she had gathered across centuries—one small lesson at a time.

Already, their differences were beginning to show.

Lyra approached the world with endless curiosity, always eager to understand the life growing around her.

Selene watched carefully, absorbing every detail and quietly wondering what mysteries her mother had yet to reveal.

Circe knew there would come a day when their lessons would lead them down very different paths.

But not today.

Today, they were simply two little girls learning beneath their mother’s watchful eye. 🌿🌙

And Circe had never loved being a teacher more. ✨

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📖 Lessons on Aiaia

Childhood brought something new to the quiet halls of Aiaia—lessons.

Circe had spent centuries gathering knowledge from forgotten texts, distant lands, and the magic woven through the natural world. Now, for the first time, that knowledge had someone to belong to after her.

Two little desks were placed before her.

One for Lyra.

One for Selene.

Here they would learn their letters and numbers, the names of herbs and stars, the histories of gods and mortals, and eventually… the secrets of magic itself.

For years, Circe had been the keeper of her knowledge.

Now she would become their teacher.

And seated before her were two very different students whose stories were only beginning. 🌿🌙✨

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🌿🌙 Two Daughters, Two Destinies

They were born beneath the same sky.

Raised within the same walls.

Loved by the same mother.

Their first steps taken upon the same enchanted island.

And yet, even Circe could see that her daughters were beginning to look toward different horizons.

Lyra found wonder beneath the warmth of the sun. In growing things, wildflowers, open fields, and the quiet magic of the earth beneath her feet.

Selene looked toward the moon. Toward old books, whispered spells, and the mysteries hidden within the magic their mother had spent a lifetime mastering.

Neither knew where those paths would lead.

They were still children—still sisters racing through the halls of Aiaia, sharing secrets before bed and finding their way back to one another at the end of every adventure.

But their stories had begun.

One would someday leave Aiaia to build a life far beyond its shores.

The other would remain where their mother’s story began, carrying a piece of Circe’s legacy into a new age.

But that was still far away.

For now, there were no heirs.

No legacies.

No destinies to fulfill.

There were simply two daughters standing at the beginning of two extraordinary lives.

🌿 Lyra — the daughter who would seek the sun.

🌙 Selene — the daughter who would follow the moon.

Different paths.

Different stories.

Forever sisters.

Two Daughters. Two Destinies. ✨

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🌙 A Room of Her Own

For the first time, Selene had a little corner of Aiaia that belonged entirely to her.

Her room was quieter than her sister’s—filled with deep purples, moonlit blues, trailing plants, books, and little celestial treasures that seemed to glow beneath the evening light.

It felt like Selene.

She loved having somewhere she could retreat when the rest of the house became too busy. Somewhere to read, think, ask questions, and wonder about all the mysteries that seemed to surround her mother.

Even here, traces of Circe’s world seemed to follow her.

The moon above her bed.

The books waiting to be opened.

The plants growing quietly around her.

Circe had noticed how often Selene searched for answers. How carefully she listened. How one question almost always became another.

Perhaps one day, this little bedroom would be filled with spellbooks and magical discoveries of Selene’s own.

But there was plenty of time for that.

Tonight, she was simply a little girl settling into her new room beneath the moons and stars.

Her own room.

Her own little world.

And the first quiet pages of a story that would someday belong entirely to Selene. 🌙✨

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🌿 A Room of Her Own

For the first time, Lyra had a little corner of Aiaia that belonged entirely to her.

Her room was bright and warm, filled with soft greens, flowers, tiny woodland treasures, and little reminders of the world waiting just beyond her window. It wasn’t grand or particularly magical.

And that was exactly why Lyra loved it.

While magic seemed to linger in every corner of her mother’s home, Lyra found herself drawn to simpler things—the smell of earth after rain, flowers opening beneath the sun, and the feeling of grass beneath her feet.

Circe had begun to notice it too.

There was something about Lyra that seemed to come alive whenever she was close to the earth, as though the island itself recognized something within her.

For now, though, Lyra knew nothing about destinies or the life waiting for her beyond Aiaia.

She was simply a little girl sitting on the edge of her new bed, surrounded by the things she loved.

Her own room.

Her own little world.

And perhaps…the very first roots of a story that would someday become entirely her own. 🌿🌼✨

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💗 Circe’s Girls

There had been a time when Circe believed Aiaia was meant to be quiet.

An island of solitude. A place where she could tend her garden, practice her magic, and ask nothing of the world beyond its shores.

Then came Lyra and Selene.

Now the halls were filled with laughter. Little footsteps followed her through the garden. Two voices called for her at once, and two pairs of arms reached for her whenever she came near.

They were no longer the tiny girls she once carried through sleepless nights. Childhood had arrived, bringing new personalities, new questions, and the first hints of the women they might someday become.

Circe knew she could not keep them little forever.

So when Lyra and Selene pulled close, each pressing a kiss against their mother’s cheek, Circe simply held them tighter.

Destiny could wait.

For a little while longer, they didn’t have to be the daughters of a powerful sorceress. They didn’t have to become heirs, forge paths, or fulfill stories that had yet to be written.

They could simply be Lyra and Selene.

And she could simply be their mother.

Her daughters. Her heart. Her girls. 💗🌿🌙

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🤍 Where You Go, I Go

They were growing into two very different girls, but some things hadn’t changed at all.

Lyra and Selene still followed one another from room to room, turning quiet afternoons on Aiaia into adventures only the two of them seemed to understand.

There were giggles, whispered secrets, little arguments quickly forgotten—and, apparently, the occasional piggyback ride when walking simply wasn’t fun enough.

Circe knew there would come a day when her daughters wouldn’t spend every waking moment at each other’s side. They would discover different dreams, different loves, and eventually, different lives.

But childhood knew nothing of those distant days.

Right now, there was no Lyra without Selene somewhere nearby, and no Selene without Lyra calling her toward the next adventure.

Where one went, the other was never far behind. 🌿🌙🤍

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🌿🌙 Two Very Different Girls

The older they became, the easier it was for Circe to see it.

Lyra and Selene may have entered the world together, but they were never meant to become reflections of one another.

Lyra was bright and restless, happiest when there was something new to explore, another corner of Aiaia to discover, or another reason to wander outside.

Selene was quieter and more observant. She lingered where Lyra rushed ahead, asking questions about the books, potions, and strange magic that had always surrounded them.

One reached outward.

The other looked deeper.

Circe never asked them to be alike. She wanted her daughters to grow into themselves—even if that meant one day their lives might carry them in completely different directions.

Because being twins did not mean sharing one destiny.

It meant beginning in the same place…and having someone who would always remember where you came from.

Two sisters.

Two spirits.

Two very different girls. 🌿🌙✨

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🤍 Together, As Always

They were taller now.

Their voices had changed, their questions had multiplied, and slowly, Lyra and Selene were beginning to discover who they were beyond simply being the twins.

Lyra was becoming bolder and more adventurous, always curious about what waited beyond the next garden path. Selene was thoughtful and observant, forever noticing the little mysteries others might overlook.

They didn’t always want the same things anymore.

They didn’t always agree.

But somehow, whenever Circe looked for one daughter, the other was rarely very far away.

They had spent their entire lives side by side—from babbling together as infants to tiny toddler adventures across Aiaia, and now into the beginning of childhood.

So much was changing.

But this?

This was still the same.

Whatever paths waited for them beyond the shores of Aiaia, Lyra and Selene would always share the place where their stories began.

Together, as always. 🌿🌙🤍

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🌙 Selene — Daughter of Magic

Childhood brought with it a new kind of curiosity for Selene.

The little girl who once stood silently beside her mother’s cauldron was growing older now—old enough to ask questions, to remember the answers, and to begin wondering about the mysteries woven throughout Aiaia.

Circe’s books fascinated her.

Her potions made her curious.

And magic no longer seemed like something that belonged only to Mama.

Still, Selene had much to learn.

For now, she was simply a young girl in purple, growing beneath the same ancient trees that had watched over her since birth—unaware of just how much of Circe’s world would someday rest in her hands.

Aiaia was Selene’s home.

One day, she would become one of its keepers. 🌙✨

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🌿 Lyra — Daughter of the Garden

Childhood seemed to settle upon Lyra as naturally as sunlight upon the gardens of Aiaia.

The tiny girl who once wandered between flowers now explored with purpose—curious about every growing thing, every creature that crossed her path, and every hidden corner of the island beyond her mother’s cottage.

Circe saw pieces of herself in her daughter: the independence, the quiet strength, the comfort she found among the wild things of the world.

But there was something in Lyra that belonged entirely to herself.

A restlessness.

A curiosity for what might exist beyond the shores she had always called home.

For now, those distant places were only stories.

For now, Lyra was still Circe’s little girl, standing beneath the vines of Aiaia with muddy green boots and an entire childhood waiting before her.

The island had given Lyra roots.

One day, she would discover she had wings. 🌿✨

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🎂✨ And Then They Grew

Two cakes sat waiting beneath the warm Aiaian sun, their candles glowing for the two little girls who had changed Circe’s world forever.

It seemed impossible that so much time had passed.

Not long ago, Lyra and Selene had been tiny enough to cradle in her arms. Then came first steps, bedtime stories, games beneath the island trees, winter nights, and countless little moments Circe wished she could preserve forever.

But even an immortal mother could not stop her daughters from growing.

Soon, two sets of candles would be blown out.

Two wishes would be made.

And when the flames disappeared, Circe would no longer be looking at her toddlers, but at two young girls standing at the beginning of childhood.

She didn’t know where their lives would lead them yet.

Tonight, that didn’t matter.

Tonight, Circe simply celebrated the greatest magic Aiaia had ever given her.

Happy birthday, Lyra & Selene. 🌿🌙

And just like that… they grew. ✨🎂

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🌿🌙 Chapter III — Growing Roots, Growing Wings

Aiaia had once been filled with the tiny footsteps of two little girls discovering the world for the first time.

Now, those footsteps carried them farther.

Lyra and Selene were no longer toddlers trailing behind their mother. They were children now—curious, independent, and beginning to discover that the world held far more than the boundaries of their island home.

For years, they had grown together beneath Circe’s watchful eye.

But childhood would begin to reveal the differences between them.

🌿 Lyra, whose heart seemed to awaken wherever flowers bloomed and living things grew.

🌙 Selene, whose curiosity continually drew her toward the books, potions, and ancient magic of her mother.

Neither knew what waited beyond childhood.

Neither knew that one would someday leave Aiaia while the other would remain.

For now, they were simply two sisters standing at the beginning of something new.

Two daughters. Two paths beginning to unfold.

And somewhere between growing roots and growing wings, they would begin discovering exactly who they were meant to become. ✨

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🌿🌙 One Last Day This Small

For what felt like forever, Aiaia had known them this way—two tiny girls running beneath its trees, filling Circe’s quiet home with laughter, mischief, and more love than she had ever imagined would belong to her.

But childhood was already calling.

Lyra, forever drawn toward the flowers and living things that grew beneath the island sun. Selene, fascinated by the quiet magic woven through her mother’s world. Their paths were only beginning to reveal themselves, even if neither girl knew where they would someday lead.

Circe knew only one thing for certain:

Tomorrow, they would be a little taller. A little older. A little closer to becoming the women fate intended them to be.

So for one final evening, there were no destinies to fulfill. No heirlooms to inherit. No legacies to carry.

There was only a mother and her two little girls beneath the golden Aiaian sky.

One last day this small. One last moment before the next chapter began. 🤍✨

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✨ At Her Mother’s Side

Selene had always been curious about her mother’s work.

Whenever Circe disappeared among her herbs, potions, ancient books, and strange ingredients, it never seemed to take long before a tiny shadow appeared beside her.

Selene didn’t understand what her mother was making yet. She didn’t know the names of the plants or why certain ingredients had to be measured so carefully.

But she watched.

She watched Circe’s hands. She listened to the quiet instructions spoken beneath her breath. She stared at every bottle and every mysterious mixture as though somewhere inside them was a secret waiting for her to discover.

Circe thought it was nothing more than childhood curiosity.

She could not yet know how important these little moments would become.

One day, Selene would stand here without needing to look up at her mother for guidance. One day, the knowledge of Aiaia would become hers to protect.

But for now, she was simply a little girl standing beside her mother, trying to understand her magic.

Long before anything was passed down to Selene, she was already watching and learning. 🌙🌿✨

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🌿 Two Little Paths

The island of Aiaia had become their entire world—a place filled with hidden corners to explore, games to invent, and adventures that seemed enormous through the eyes of two little girls.

Lyra and Selene had always done nearly everything together, but Circe was beginning to notice something changing.

They were discovering how to wander on their own.

One climbed while the other explored. One followed her curiosity in one direction while her sister found something entirely different waiting in another.

They were still twins. Still sisters. Still each other’s first companion.

But even now, their mother could see the faint beginnings of two very different spirits taking shape.

Circe did not know where those little paths would eventually lead.

For now, she simply watched them explore.

Two daughters born together, growing side by side… but never meant to walk exactly the same road. 🌿✨🤍