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The Witchfinder's Axe

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Our bodies bloodied from the whipping, our minds in despair from the torture of our friend, the guards lead us barefoot and naked from the waist up out of the court. The air is cold as we find stone steps going down. I shiver. Not with cold but with fear.
 
Tree is most surprised no one has protested these trials of these sinful wenches were not determined before they started...
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Elsewhere it was mentioned to hate the sin but not the sinner.

Your guest Most Holy Eminence must agree with this. However the bodies of these whores of Satan must be destroyed here on earth so that The Most Merciful God can save their souls from their mortal lust of the Devil himself!!!
 
Celticvirgin said:
Our bodies bloodied from the whipping, our minds in despair from the torture of our friend, the guards lead us barefoot and naked from the waist up out of the court. The air is cold as we find stone steps going down. I shiver. Not with cold but with fear.
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1D0DADC.jpg No mercy for the Irish....they are devils already ...
 
thehangingtree said:
Tree is most surprised no one has protested these trials of these sinful wenches were not determined before they started...
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Elsewhere it was mentioned to hate the sin but not the sinner.

Your guest Most Holy Eminence must agree with this. However the bodies of these whores of Satan must be destroyed here on earth so that The Most Merciful God can save their souls from their mortal lust of the Devil himself!!!
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Wow.... sounds so realistic! :eek:
 
Loxuru said:
she was sent on a dangerous pilgrimage to repent
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I might like that...
Loxuru said:
Witches and heretics were guilty by suspicion, remember. Inquisition psychology. Either the suspect immediately confessed. He/she was sent on a dangerous pilgrimage to repent, and was branded the rest of his/her life with the stigm of a heretic. If they did not confess, they were tortured until they did, and delivered to civil justice, that condemned them to death.
Inquisition always won.
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That's the role of the inquisition in witchfinder stories. I do assume you know very well how different the role and function of the actual Inquisition was, and that the vast majority of witchhunts went on without any involvement of the church Inquisition. There are documented examples of confessions withdrawn literally at the site of execution, ... and the case getting dropped after reinvestigation, i.e the confession recognized as false... all in all you had a much, much much better situation if you were facing the actual Spanish Inquisition instead of, let's say, a mob witchhunt during a famine in the Thirty Years War.

Anyway what I'd say here is ... the two old spinsters are the witches (just look at them!) and they're trying to divert attention from themselves by an accusing an innocent....
 
Hasturan said:
Who is this?
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the actual answer is, he appears in the strange, lovely Jaroslav Jiri fantasy
about a young girl stepping into the weirdness of being a woman,
Valerie and her Week of Wonders (1970):

complete

(witch burning scene from about 54')
 
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View attachment 323279 No mercy for the Irish....they are devils already ...
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At the end of the steps is a long corridor lit on both sides by candles. It is damp, dirty and cold. The guards press us forward till we come to a large chamber. It is a scene from hell itself. The aparatus of torture meets our eyes and our screams fill the air. We are brought in front of what I know to be a rack. Fearsome rollers and ropes are all I see. We fall to our knees at the feet of the inquisitors. Witchfinder tells us he wants our confessions and all we know of Sister Moore. He looks to me first. I am tearful and say I can nae help. I'm just a servant girlfriend of Moore. I know nothing of what he speaks. He screams at me my last chance. No I say for I cannot be help. RACK HER he shouts at the guards. Hands with grips of iron grab me and lift me kicking and screaming onto it. My hands and ankles tied fast and tight. The other girls screaming terrified as they are forced to watch me stripped to nakedness. He looks in my eyes. One chance miss. Terrified I shake my head. He nods to the two guards at either end. The wheels turn silently in oiled unison. I feel the rollers underneath my back as my arms and legs are stretched. I scream my lungs out as the pressure increases. My joints on fire. OH GOD OH GOD IT HURTS SO MUCH!
 
Celticvirgin said:
At the end of the steps is a long corridor lit on both sides by candles. It is damp, dirty and cold. The guards press us forward till we come to a large chamber. It is a scene from hell itself. The aparatus of torture meets our eyes and our screams fill the air. We are brought in front of what I know to be a rack. Fearsome rollers and ropes are all I see. We fall to our knees at the feet of the inquisitors. Witchfinder tells us he wants our confessions and all we know of Sister Moore. He looks to me first. I am tearful and say I can nae help. I'm just a servant girlfriend of Moore. I know nothing of what he speaks. He screams at me my last chance. No I say for I cannot be help. RACK HER he shouts at the guards. Hands with grips of iron grab me and lift me kicking and screaming onto it. My hands and ankles tied fast and tight. The other girls screaming terrified as they are forced to watch me stripped to nakedness. He looks in my eyes. One chance miss. Terrified I shake my head. He nods to the two guards at either end. The wheels turn silently in oiled unison. I feel the rollers underneath my back as my arms and legs are stretched. I scream my lungs out as the pressure increases. My joints on fire. OH GOD OH GOD IT HURTS SO MUCH!
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Reading ahead Tash? ... version 3 of the Confession coming tomorrow. :p
 
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