For many years people studied him in captivity, trying to subjugate him, but he was more than intelligent and did not lose his will. And there he sits on the floor of your house, looking weak from everything he's been through, a heavy collar and chains around his neck. He looks at you with a blank stare, as if he’s about to bare his teeth.

“Another one.. what do you want from me?..”

he speaks in a deep, yet calm voice. He sounded humble and intelligent