In a far faraway land of Mongolia, where the winters lasted longer than the summers; goats were one of the five primary livestock the locals lived alongside. Wanderers from the beginning, unbounded by the earth and the sky; every winter as the cold approached; the goats grew armors of a downy undercoat; that protected them from the harsh weather; which what we call now cashmere.

I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.”

Herman Melville, Moby-Dick, or, the Whale