The smell of manure, smoke, and garbage lingered in the air. A flock of birds flew over the Keratsio Gulf, faintly veiling Chrysoupoli and Chalkidona, while an indistinct roar of shouts came from the Hippodrome. With harsh orders, whippings, and pushes, the guards forced the monks to leave the stables of the Venetians, where they had been imprisoned for two or three days and nights. Pained cries, moans, curses, and blasphemies were heard, while a cloud of dust was gilded by the morning sun, surrounding the clergymen. It seemed like a shapeless and undecided halo, before it was divided and encircled the heads of the chosen ones to be proclaimed saints and holy men. The same brutality pushed another group, female this time, from the stables of the Greens, towards the earthen courtyard with the stone trough in the middle and the stone-built enclosure. Nuns with frightened eyes, without scarves covering their heads and with short haircuts, with deep cuts down to the white of their skin, all uneven in size.
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