"For the fire, assuming the form of a vault, like the sail of a vessel filled with the wind, defended the body of the martyr roundabout; and it was in the midst of the flame not like flesh burning, but like bread being baked, or like gold and silver glowing in the furnace."
The Martyrdom of Polycarp, 15:2
a letter from the church in Smyrna to the church in Philomelium
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