Seeing the cold and heavy chains around my wrists was a rather heart wrecking moment for me… and it opened my eyes as well. It`s like we humans say; you don`t know what you have, until it is gone. These chains were a sign that my body was no longer my own, and my freedom and rights were taken from me. Now of course there is no one to blame either really other than quantum theories maybe, or the multiverse. I can`t really blame the griffons for thinking I’m just another stupide human when they look just like me, but act like feral animals with no emotion behind their actions, making them more or less hostile. But let’s start from scratch...

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Second story of mine, set in the Your human and you-verse made by the awesome MadMaxtheBlack.

(Note. Its not really Gilda as it is the race: griffons.