Rome, the Palace hill. The condemned woman nailed to her cross totally nude among the fully clothed spectators and the partially clothed condemned male comrades. Watched, ridiculed and mocked by the soldiers, citizens and pilgrims - men, women and youths - she thrills, weeps and sobs, suffering nearly double torment in comparison to her companions...
"I discovered that in Rome, they have a different standard about the condemned's modesty. The citizens of Rome clearly project their own ego end overrated self-esteem upon the way they treat their condemned to the cross , thinking themselves more civilised that the people of the rest of the Empire because they allow the condemned a scant lointcloth! Be sure, everywhere else, in our Gaul, or in Hispania, Greece, Africa or Judea, they don't give a damn about the condemned's modesty and leave them all nailed stark naked. As it is supposed to be! Crucifixion has nothing to do civilisation! There are hundreds of much finer and greater ways to express and honour our great civilisation, than by keeping up appearances and allowing even the slightest modesty to those who have deeply offended, assaulted, or turned their back to our society!"Rome, the Palace hill. The condemned woman nailed to her cross totally nude among the fully clothed spectators and the partially clothed condemned male comrades. Watched, ridiculed and mocked by the soldiers, citizens and pilgrims - men, women and youths - she thrills, weeps and sobs, suffering nearly double torment in comparison to her companions...
The simplest option: crux simplex, optionally equipped with the horn (cornu) in the form of a wooden penis. The first sketch is showing the idea, the second - a famous Golgotha scene in the female crux simplex option.
I should say rather: her last rotting place... R.I.P.! [rot in peace!]
She herself looking at the town where she has grown up and lived.While the condemned is waiting till the executioners will be ready for scourging her, shamefully covering her lower belly and turning to the rear, all the spectators can focus on the most magnificient view, before it will become unavailable after the heavy leas balls and hooks will tear the skin on her buttocks into bleeding shreds.
While the condemned is waiting till the executioners will be ready for scourging her, shamefully covering her lower belly and turning to the rear, all the spectators can focus on the most magnificient view, before it will become unavailable after the heavy leas balls and hooks will tear the skin on her buttocks into bleeding shreds.
Helen... Yes, that was her name far, far ago, in the half-forgotten days when she has a home and a family and few beautiful dresses... And a woman's dignity... Now she is only a 124th nameless victim of the cross this year (and 22nd female) in Ephesus - an anonymous trash and stinking pile of dang hanged on the cursed tree and left there to starve and rot. Unable to take another breath without painful lifting her body a little, Helen moaned and pissed her thighs once again with last few drops of urine.