Fiction of Truth

They stripped him of his clothes, leaving him only in short pants, then one of the fools picked up a hard whip and started hitting him directly on his head and his entire body without speaking to him or asking him anything. He repeated hitting him without mercy on his head, arms, and thighs until he cried out and wept bitterly with tears streaming down his face like barley grains. But they were merciless, without compassion, and the hatred was evident on their faces, they were hideous and frightening. The fool did not stop until the man's body was full of bruises and he was bleeding to death, the martyr "e;Leo"e;.