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The crowd in the amphitheater fell silent.

Not a shout. Not a sermon. Just the same syllable she had given them yesterday, when they broke her fingers with the vice. The same word she had given the day before that, when they dragged her through the street of thorns. The same word she would give tomorrow, if she lived to see it. Martyr Or The Death Of Saint Eulalia 2005l

Because the girl’s wounds were no longer bleeding. The crowd in the amphitheater fell silent