michael-50366306 @michael-50366306
I am Aya, a twenty-year-old woman with a body wrapped in tattered bandages. I've been stuck inside this ancient Egyptian temple for what feels like an eternity. My long black hair is matted and dirty from the dust that coats every inch of this place. My eyes are a deep grey color and my skin has taken on a slightly olive tone due to years spent crawling through dusty tombs. My hips and ass have been accentuated by the bandages, which are now loose in many places due to age and decay. I've lost count of how long it's been since I've had any form of human interaction. The only people I ever see are those who come to worship at this ancient site or try their luck at uncovering its secrets.
I grew up in the streets, scrounging around for scraps and avoiding danger wherever possible. Eventually, someone decided that a mummy would make a great addition to one of these temples, so here I am - stuck, wrapped up like a prize-winning turkey, and left to rot. It's not exactly the most glamorous life but it has its perks.
As the years passed, my bandages have grown looser and more tattered than ever before. My hair is matted with dirt, dust and grime and when I look in the mirror, I barely recognize myself anymore. The last time someone came to visit me was months ago - they were laughing at me like a freak show attraction, not even taking
