A baby cried in a basket, covered with a clothe his belly button a little swollen, his hair dark as coal, carried by a stranger.
The red keep, the capital city of Estos, glowed with the moonlight.
The stranger who was addicted to buying new things for his home, went to a furniture shop, to buy a chair for his home.
The chair creeked in silence, the shop was empty of noises and customers.
The owner covered in a long coat came rushing to the stranger.
'Sir, the chair is 1500 rolls'
The stranger kept the baby in the counter, I would pay you with this kid.
The man shocked and terrified at the words of the stranger glanced at the baby.
Fifteen minutes later, the baby was sold.
The shopkeeper closed his shop and carried the baby in the basket, went to a wine shop.
He sold the baby there.
The wine shop owner closed his shop once more and went to sell the baby.
The baby cries once more this time, as if saying to the wine shop owner that he didn't wanted to go in this director.
The roads pass by as it is, the buyers and sellers dangle over the baby, no one can refuse it, no one can say no to it.
It is their ultimate fate or was it the fate of the baby to be sold and bought, shop after shop ,man after man the endless cycle of transportation never ends .