Its existence hung on nothing more than a bite. Static in the center of the table only the red of its color vibrava.On the other side, she waited thirsty, eager for her desires to dominate her actions.

Su existencia dependía de nada más que un bocado. Estática en el centro de la mesa, solo el rojo de su color pulsaba.
Por otro lado, esperaba sedienta, ansiosa por que sus deseos dominasen sus acciones.

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