The story goes like this: he lives in the tower. The tower, however is full of people who are there for the exhibition. He feels robbed of his space and needs to find a hiding place where he can be alone. So he hides in the corners, edging towards the walls, and becomes smaller and smaller. But in this way he makes himself obvious. And when he feels hemmed in, he attacks: he turns, shouts and darts away rapidly to look for another corner. The character is a dwarf, a successor to the legend of the Wild Man, a man who looked ‘different’: hairy and bearded, small and thickset, but gifted with an extraordinary strength. He was shy and uncommunicative, rarely making himself known. Like a child or a poet he was easily taken in, but he could teach much about morals and practical life, The Wild Man Loved everything that was fascinating and enchanted: he was claustrophobic, he lived rooted in nature and had no ‘notion of time’. People said: ’When the wind blows we must copy the Wild Man, we must hide’