All literature stems from a wounded soul, from the spiritual exertion of the human defense mechanism to heal our pain and conquer death. The search for the highest knowledge—that of the self—brings you to a character whose prototype can be found in a hero or a coward, a god or a rebel. And sometimes we have to learn to read our myth in order to make a timely escape from the narrative cage of an ancient script, from the prescribed fate which a character appears to obey without free will.
