Markella then commenced running along the rocky shoreline. She incessantly supplicated, “My Panagia, come with me. Come with me, O Ever-Virgin maiden!” Her father was gaining ground; he was now nearly a hand- breadth away. The virgin-martyr then uttered, “My Christ, hear my prayer! Save my honour! Work Thy Miracle; I beseech Thee with all my Soul!” Then, she cried aloud, “My Mother, I can no longer endure…better that the earth open and swallow me…O my Christ, hearken to my Prayer!” The blessed one closed her eyes and fell to her knees, not having an ounce of strength to go forward even one step. Straightaway, a Miracle occurred. The rock upon where she collapsed split open and received the pure maiden’s body up to her waist…
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Below are some photos of the place of Saint Markella’s Martyrdom, where the Cross is placed.
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