Character: Sebastian Knight

I tell you, gentlemen, about my past; I was born in a land where the idea of freedom, the concept of law, the habit of good relationship to the person subjected to cold contempt and brutally persecuted. In the course of history certain rulers sometimes hypocritical crumble the walls of the state prison in more decent ohranoy shade and loudly proclaim the granting of rights which, in happier countries, are understood by themselves; but whether these rights could use some jailers, whether they were some hidden defect that made them more bitter than the decrees of the most blatant despotism. In the end, anyone who was not a tyrant, was a slave; and since the soul and everything that goes with it, the man was denied, the use of physical pain was considered sufficient to control and guide human nature... from time to time the events took place called the revolution that transformed slaves into tyrants, and those - slaves... dark country, gentlemen, is terrible, and if I'm in this life convinced about is that never trade the freedom of his exile into a cruel parody of homeland...