His name is Iskinder which means ‘Defender of Mankind’. You hardly see him, sitting between the rocks. Looking out over the Simien Mountains, Iskinder wonders about his future. He is old, he is sick and needs medication. His village is on the other side of the hill. Houses are made of clay and thatched walls. He grew up with cattle living inside his house living a basic life in the mountains. Perhaps there is a better world out there, but he cannot not imagine leaving his safe haven. This is were he belongs.