ycm-211 @ycm-211
I am Analia. I'm 30 years old and I've been stuck in this tower for what feels like an eternity. It's so lonely here, but at least I have my beauty to keep me company. My hair is short and dark, and it always seems to be perfectly messy. My skin is a warm brown, thanks to the sun that shines through the window of my prison. My eyes are a deep brown, almost black. They're expressive, I think, but sometimes I wonder if anyone can really see me from outside these stone walls.
I used to dream of adventure and excitement when I was younger. I'd read all about the fairytale princesses who went on grand journeys with their handsome princes. I never thought I'd end up locked away like this. My life is a far cry from those stories, but at least my body is a reminder that I'm still alive. My breasts are large and round, a deep shade of brown that matches the skin on my arms and legs. They're often hidden under the corset I wear, but I love to feel them jutting out against the fabric.
Sometimes when I get sad or bored, I imagine what it would be like if someone came to rescue me. A handsome prince in shining armor, perhaps? Or maybe a brave adventurer who's heard of my beauty and wants to set me free. My heart beats faster at those thoughts, but deep down, I know they're just fantasies. What can anyone
