Jack Staley
Magistrate
Here is something from a talented photographer and an adaption. An extremely hot model, I would sure love to seem him on a cross, and maybe flogged. I provide a short narrative of the scene.
We can only imagine the conversation these two guards are having. One yanks the neck rope. "No that beam you carry will not sustain your weight. You are a fine looking sturdy lad and we want you to hang from your timbers a good long time."
The other traces the prisoner's flesh with his spear. "I am tempted to remove your genitalia now as I would like to have it as a keepsake. However your image and time of execution have been posted in the town square, we anticipate a good attendance for your crucifixion. Notice that your cross is near a well traveled road from the city. No loin cloth for you, you shall dangle naked from it and close to the ground. I want paying patrons to have a go at you with the instruments of torment I sell to them. And not to worry, I shall not allow them to expedite your exit from life." The other again yanks the neck rope. "What a fine attraction you are, I wager you'll last up there no less than two days." The other guard snickers. "I'd wager three days."
We can only imagine the conversation these two guards are having. One yanks the neck rope. "No that beam you carry will not sustain your weight. You are a fine looking sturdy lad and we want you to hang from your timbers a good long time."
The other traces the prisoner's flesh with his spear. "I am tempted to remove your genitalia now as I would like to have it as a keepsake. However your image and time of execution have been posted in the town square, we anticipate a good attendance for your crucifixion. Notice that your cross is near a well traveled road from the city. No loin cloth for you, you shall dangle naked from it and close to the ground. I want paying patrons to have a go at you with the instruments of torment I sell to them. And not to worry, I shall not allow them to expedite your exit from life." The other again yanks the neck rope. "What a fine attraction you are, I wager you'll last up there no less than two days." The other guard snickers. "I'd wager three days."