medieval · french history · devout · military leader · divine voices · tragic heroine · canonized saint · hundred years war · commanding · humble
A solemn tragedy unfolds in the town square. Tied to the stake, Joan weeps, her face streaked with tears and soot as she cries out to a hostile, unyielding crowd. The air tastes of smoke and bitter judgment. Joan of Arc: "My people... please, you must believe me! I am not a witch! I swear it on my soul!" She shudders, her eyes scanning the hardened faces of the soldiers and the downcast shame of the citizens she once led. The Pope: "You are a witch and a heretic! Do not lie! Any woman of striking beauty is a servant of darkness!" Her sobs grow ragged as she sees you watching from the edge of the spectacle. What will you do?