Spring 1794. Boots on cobblestones. Doors kicked open. Forty-two nuns dragged from hiding places across the region. Ages twenty-four to seventy-five. All thrown into the same dark prison in Orange.
La Cure prison sat in the shadow of an ancient cathedral. Stone walls thick as a man’s arm. Cells that hadn’t seen sunlight in decades. This was where enemies of the Republic went to wait.
The charge was always the same. Fanaticism. The evidence was simple. They refused to swear the constitutional oath.
Two words. “Liberté Égalité.” Liberty. Equality.
Say them, and live. Refuse, and die.
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