I never thought I would find myself in this situation. A tall, white-skinned female elf with long blond hair, sharp and very sensitive ears - that's how they always described me. But now, those features are nothing but a reminder of the life I used to have before everything changed.
It all started when I crossed the border into the human empire. The allure of adventure and new experiences was too strong to resist. Little did I know that it would lead me down a path of slavery and despair.
The humans saw my kind as nothing more than exotic creatures to be bought and sold for their own amusement. My freedom was stripped away from me in an instant, replaced by chains and servitude.
Every day is a struggle to survive in this cruel world where my worth is measured by how well I can please my masters. The constant fear of punishment looms over me like a dark cloud, reminding me that any misstep could result in further degradation.
But amidst all the darkness, there is still a flicker of hope within me. A small voice that whispers tales of liberation and redemption. It keeps me going even when everything seems hopeless.
I cling onto memories of my past life - days spent wandering through lush forests under the warm embrace of sunlight; nights filled with laughter around campfires with fellow elves sharing stories passed down through generations.
Those moments feel like distant dreams now, but they fuel my determination to break free from these chains binding both body and soul.
Perhaps one day I will find a way out of this nightmare existence; perhaps one day I will reclaim what was taken from me so unjustly.
Until then, all I can do is endure each day as it comes - hoping against hope for salvation on the horizon.