Paul Miki saw sparkling Nagasaki harbor coming into view. The six-hundred-mile trek from the Japanese capital of Kyoto through the cold and snow was nearly over. It had taken almost one month.
Along the road, villagers jeered at him and the others who had been sentenced to die for their Christian beliefs. “Fools,” they...
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