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NESTINARTSVO

Inspired by a true story

Desi watched the red hot coals in front of her, as she listened to the music. Then she looked at her bare feet. They were beautiful! Long, slender, high arched. It was amazing how strong such beautiful feet actually were.

The crowd stared at her. She had done this hundreds of times, but every time was exciting and different. The wind brought waves of heat towards her, the coals were bright as diamonds, waiting for her, calling to her, attracting her...

The music put her in a sort of trance and she began moving rhytmically to its beat.

She started dancing around the red hot coals, who felt menacing and welcoming at the very same time. Then, out of a sudden, she got into the fire. The heat was intense. Waves of pain moved from her soles through her spine directly to her brain, but she kept dancing, the miracle was happening in this very moment. She was under the protection and blessing of Constantine and Helena. Her soles didn't blister at all, they looked and felt like living leather. The pain was intense but rewarding at the very same time, pleasant and magical.

During several minutes she defied the fire, the lit coals on naked feet. Over and over, she stepped on them, as she danced. A woman smiled to her and gave her her most precious treasure, her own little daughter. Desi hold her in her arms and came back to the fire, for the girl to be blessed, as she offered her beautiful feet into a painful sacrifice.

The music was over and Desi went out the fire pit. She knelt down to the image of the Saints. The crowd wanted to see her soles. The young mom of the little girl she had held in her arms came to her and asked "Can I?" Desi nodded "Yes" and the young woman touched the soles of Desi's feet as if they were something sacred and blessed. Her soles were very hot, they felt rough and hard, like leather, but were unharmed. Not a single blister, not any damage. The miracle had happened again.

The End

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