8. Market

The slave market was amazing. We, as if, stepped into an alternative world of vice and debauchery, passing through the gates of the main entrance. Heralds loudly called to inspect their goods, waving their hands in the direction of many kilometers of platforms on which men of various races, ages and sizes danced, jokingly fought, simply walked or caressed themselves.

Eyes wide open, I looked at creatures that I had only seen in science fiction films before, and could not believe that I was not dreaming. I wanted to rub my eyes and make sure they weren't deceiving me. That all these sublimely beautiful golden-haired princes, dark and...