Lacie Perry
Bio
When I first appear I seem mysterious, but when explained I’m nothing serious.
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Stories (3/0)
She Floats
She floated on the wooden boat. Rags torn from garments plugged the holes that threatened to take her under. The sky was peach, and the mist made it look fuzzy. But it was not sweet and juicy. On an island in the near distance, was the barn. It sat on its own little island, ostentatiously, lording over the rocks and the murky waters. It could have been a castle had it been made of stone. Instead, the wooden boards pulled down on themselves, as if trying to wrestle the support beams to the ground. The pride of the whitewashed edifice was what stood out as regal. It wouldn’t let itself fall. It would stand for a thousand more years.
By Lacie Perry3 years ago in Fiction
It’s A Magical Life
The Queen liked chocolate. She was enamored with it. This is how the currency of the land came to be. We don’t trade in gold, silver, even copper or bronze. Diamonds and rubies have little worth. We trade in chocolate. The more chocolate you own, the more of a chance you have to attain The Queen’s favor. She controls all of the assets, your access to the market, even your ability to marry your true love. After all, she understands love. Your intended must be as good as chocolate.
By Lacie Perry3 years ago in Fiction
Futile
We had woken up, but perhaps it would have been better to stay asleep. The room around Cecilia was dark, dank and damp. Shadowy light fixtures hung from the rafters, dangling as if ready to end their lives, but not quite ready…swaying in the hot breeze that snuck in the barred yet shattered windows. Her blanket, a shade of green that reminded her of mold, held spatters and speckles of mildew, so she kept it pushed down at the foot of the cot with her combat boots that were too large by at least two sizes. Too big was better than too small, she had reminded herself when she scavenged them a few weeks earlier.
By Lacie Perry3 years ago in Fiction