LA CONVERSIÓN DE ABIDA

LA CONVERSIÓN DE ABIDA

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Nací en Caravaca de la Cruz, allá por el tres de mayo de 1555, mi padre el califa Said-Mustafa, me dio por nombre Abida. Naci como esclava recluida en el Real Alcázar, donde el califa Abu-Zeit se quedó viviendo allá por el 1232, cuando conoció de manos de un prisionero sacerdote llamado Gines Pérez Chirinos, y entonces algo ocurrió que el califa se convirtió al cristianismo, adoptando una cruz que trajeron milagrosamente unos ángeles, la cual le comentó que había pertenecido a la cruz donde crucificaron a Jesucristo, una reliquia que guardamos a buen recaudo por poseer poderes extraordinarios
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