The Big Sleep Jazz Club
Somnus’s room looked nothing like his palace in the Realm of Dreams. It was warm—packed to the gills with books, knick-knacks, and plants. Miko felt comfortable and even safe. She pulled on a worn pair of leggings and a bra, rolling her shoulders to release some tension as she poked around his space.
“Why do you have all this stuff?” she asked when he walked in.
“I dream the past, present, and future, and frankly, I’m never sure if the thing I’ve seen is for now or later, so I’ve just gotten in the habit of collecting every symbol.”
Miko understood better than she let on. No matter what she told Somnus, there were three Fates—there had to be. It worked in their favor to let creatures think they were omniscient, but that wasn’t true. The Fates didn’t know why things happened, only what needed to be put in place for fate to take its course.
“I dreamed you, too,” Somnus said.
“What does that mean?”
“It means I will answer your question even though I know you’ll accuse me of lying. The gods are here because this gate was left open. The only creature we knew who could close it without losing themself was in a jail cell in the Underworld. We had a chance to be somewhere we hadn’t destroyed, so we took it.”
“You are right; I do think you’re lying! There are tons of universes. Y’all always show up and fuck ‘em up.”
“Not this one.” Somnus tapped his fingers impatiently on the table before blowing out a breath. “They don’t even know the gods exist here. Our presence is mostly myth, a light touch. And we like it that way. None of us is here permanently—we maintain our realms and have a schedule, so there’s no fighting.”
“I don’t buy that.”
“You should. The Owl of Undoing changed everything. Our losses were…permanent.”
Suddenly, it dawned on Miko why the sims in the bar were so familiar. “They were yours,” she gasped, “Your acolytes.”
Somnus nodded. “I’m here because downstairs, they are just sims in the tumble of their youth, and I haven’t yet had to watch them fall. I am not a nice god or a good god, but I have experienced the folly of my hubris. You are here hunting the cause of an apocalypse, and I am here to tell you that this time, it isn’t me.”
She dropped to the floor, half in defeat, half in relief. Somnus walked over and shoved a chair aside, crouching beside her.
“I would’ve been so pissed if it was you,” she choked out. “I’m not trying to ruin anyone’s fun, but this time is different. Something is off; I’m not lying about that.”
“I know. The Fates don’t lie; they obfuscate.”
“I’m not even doing that. I…” Miko’s hands shook, “Every thread that runs through me is screaming it. Everything is tangled, Somnus. I don’t see anything after this. It’s not the Owl of Ascension or Undoing or whatever the fuck. It’s…it’s like the worlds have been devoured, and there’s not a speck of anything left.”
He put his hand on her knee, squeezing it gently. “I know.”
“I wasn’t completely forthcoming. Sulis is here, as is Morgyn.” Before Miko could interrupt, he put a finger to her lips, “But I don’t think Untamed Magic and my dear sister are your culprits. They’re too tied up in the comforts of this world. They have a child; I can’t imagine them ending it.”
“Then who?” Miko begged. Working backward while simultaneously ensuring that things happened so the future didn’t disappear was a problem all three Fates had been working on for a measure of time so complex, there was no word for it.
Somnus sighed. “Why don’t we sneak down to the kitchens and steal some gumbo before we embark on your morbid little whodunit.”
Miko snorted, “Only you would refer to the end of everything like that. Come on, Somnus, give me a clue. I got suspects to track.”
“Do you have yourself on that list?”
“I’ve dreamed of many Mikos. Tell me, my little Thread of Fate, which one are you?”
In addition to the CC I regularly use in the game and buildings from the Fleuralia Save File, I used the following builds and custom content. This story takes a ton of mods and cc, so if you see your work and I failed to tag it somewhere, please message me.
Bar Conversation 1 by Akuiyumi
Bar Conversation 2 by Akuiyumi
Sing For You Poses by Flower Chamber
Wake Up by Kozhhhh
Romantic Dance Pack by Beto_ae0
Soft and Slow Dance Pack by SamsSims
End of Party Posepack by Natalia-Auditore
Couple Drinking by Natalia-Auditore
Drinking Stand Poses by Natalia-Auditore