9th October, Cremona, Italy.
"On her neck she wears the wounds of the chain, in her mind the traces of solitude. She was an object, not even worthy of a name. Forced to drink rotten water and food leftovers, without any contact or even any interaction with his "owner". A pure soul that has suffered repeated physical violence.
The liberators could not look away, they had to save him and they did. His recovery will be long, at some point he will be able to trust humans again. Now she will be given the chance to live in a place where she will receive love,...Read more