When I was a little boy, this story was one of my favorites as a bedtime story. I had relatives who were in the government and household of the Despot of Morea who fell on the walls of The City at the side of the Emperor Constantine Paleologus XI. One of my favorite parts of the story was when the priests disappeared into the wall. My grandfather always ended the story with the promise that when a "Most Pious and Orthodox Emperor" ruled the Empire again, the priests would come out of the wall with the Holy Mysteries in their hands. You heard it right. In a couple of weeks I'll be sitting in Metropolis Square in Athens and will lift a glass to Constantine XI whose statute is there.
Gentlemen,
Your posts brought tears to my eyes. Yes, may it be soon indeed!