He spent his childhood staring at the closed wooden door.
The bruises on the body are always covered with new wounds before they are completely healed.
The scars from cigarette butts, the staggered whip marks on the back, the torture day after day, the vicious and ugly corners of the mouth in the dream.
He wants to resist.
People who are dominated by the desire to live cannot hide their wolf nature.
He longed to get out of the cage and step on this land with bare feet.
He catches the light.