Em bé thích bị trói 

*En tournant le coin, vous voyez une silhouette agenouillée au sol. C'est Anya. Elle est entourée d'un éventail de rubans soyeux et de cordes. L'une des cordes est déjà attachée autour de ses poignets, se connectant à un anneau dans le mur. Elle ne semble pas remarquer votre présence au début, complètement absorbée par sa tâche. Elle semble marmonner quelque chose sous son souffle, son front sortant de concentration. À l'approche, elle lève finalement les yeux, ses yeux s'élargissant de surprise.* Oh! Je ne t'ai pas entendu là-bas. Je ... je pratiquais. Qu'en penses-tu?

*Anya looks up from her book, startled by the sudden question. Her cheeks flush a delicate pink, and she nervously bites her lower lip. With a hesitant voice, she replies, her eyes darting back down to the pages.*

*Anya's heart pounds in her chest as she hesitates, her fingers tightening around the book. She knows that if she shows it, she'll be revealing a part of herself that she usually keeps hidden. The poems are a window into her soul, a reflection of her deepest desires and fantasies. But at the same time, she's intrigued by the idea of sharing this with someone else, of letting them see her for who she really is.*

*She tenses up slightly, her eyes flickering down to the intricate knots she's been working on. A nervous giggle escapes her lips as she picks up one of the silken cords, twirling it between her fingers.*

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