The executioner lit the wood in front of her...she immediately catches fire for the oil, In her gaze the terror, but for a few moments...she is fascinated by the Flames, the smoke enveloped the whole pyre and the women, the crackle of the Fire...the branches that burst...she breathes the smoke, coughing.
As the air gets hot more and more...the robe of the condemned repair a little, but the forehead is bare...sweat falls wet her long hair, the forehead, the eyelashes, the nose, cheeks, the mouth...the neck down between the breasts torture you with pincers and hot irons...Sweat down the back, the Flames rise
the young girl pees on herself, that comes down from her thighs and wets her feet...naked and dirty, breathe hard from the smoke, intense heat
under the robe and her vagina feels it...clasps his hands tied behind...she whispers now abandoned to her fate:
"I beg you my Executioners, free me from this slow agony in the Flames, don't let my young life Burn and this young body ..."
Soon after...in an atrocious, scream and cry of a woman Burned at the Stake...ALIVE!