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Lyvia
was taken down from her cross, she was hardly
consciouss when she reached the ground. The
young girl rushed to her side with the flask
of water. The soldiers, believing she was her
family, allowed her to get near. Once again,
as she did before, the young girl try to give
Lyvia some water.
The tortured woman opened her eyes and moved
her head, raising it slowly as the girl let
the water drip into her mouth. Lyvia drank it
slowly, painfully. The relief was evident as
she tried to talk. "What's your name?"
Lyvia managed to whisper. "Rachel"
said the young girl. "Thank you Rachel"
Lyvia managed to say before the soldiers grabbed
the crossbar where her wrists were attached
and began to drag here.
Lyvia was dragged
all the way back to the piazza in the small
city to continue with her punishments. She wasn't
raised this time, her body was dragged on the
dirt, facing down, her face almost touching
the road, her arms stretched up.
When they reach the
center of the piazza she was raised up until
she was almost standing, held by two soldiers.
Her nest sentence was read.
"For the murder
of an officer of the Roman Legion, you're condemned
to 200 lashes and to be crucified. You will
hang from the cross until you die."
After the sentence
was read Lyvia was lowered to the ground again.
The executioner approached the woman with a
hammer, nails, and a whip with lead tips. The
crowd that was gathering again was silent.
The conmmanding officer
gave the order. "Nail her hand before the
flogging". The executioner assented and
walked to the girl. Her wrists were untied from
the narrow crossbar that was holding her. A
new crossbar, wider, was placed near her head.
There were holes on the extremes of the crossbard.
One of her hands was placed on top of crossbar,
over the hole. One soldier grabbed her legs
while another one held her free arm.
The executioner placed
the tip of the nail on the palm of her hand,
at an angle, and raised the hammer.
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