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Calvary Hill
Calvary Hill. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I curse the day I ever entered Jerusalem, I curse even more ever meeting Gestas. The night chills seem to burn in to my wounds and I feel wretched and stretched upon this cross. The blood around my mouth has congealed since i stopped biting my lips in pain. My whole body aches with stiffness from cramps and the pressure in my chest is becoming unbearable, I try to press down with my feet but exhaustion is taking its toll. I drift in and out of conciseness and dream of water and warmth. The crowds have all gone, except for one woman who kneels at the foot of the cross of this man Jesus. This man, that fool. I bemoan the fact this man even knows his Father and I curse mine whoever he may be. I think Gestas is dead, for he has not hurled abuse at this Son of God for a long time now. I pray to this mans God that the guards will finally break my legs and end my torment. I call to him for help and I hear this Jesus say, "today you shall be with me in paradise" My salty tears run down my battered cheeks and fall into forever. A sign of my human frailty, a sign of mans inhumanity high upon this hill. A Testament indeed.
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