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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

don’t you think? How can one know what happened on Earth over a million years
ago? – The girl contemplated.

– Maybe then you were not on Earth?
– Where do you think I’ve been?! – Stella asked in great perplexity.

– Well, I don’t know. Can’t you really look through? – I was surprised.
It seemed to me then that her abilities allowed her to do ANYTHING! But to my
huge surprise, Stella shook her head.
– I still can do very little, only what my Gran taught me. – She sighed with regret.

– Do you want me to show my friends to you? – I suddenly asked.
Before she knew where she was, I unfolded those meetings in my memory, when
my wonderful "star friends" came to me so often and when it seemed to me that
nothing interesting could ever happen in my life...

– Wow! What beauty! – Stella exhaled in delight. Suddenly she saw the strange
signs which they had shown me many times and exclaimed: – Look, it means they
taught you! How interesting!
I became frozen, unable to pronounce a word... They taught me!!! Could it be
that during all those years I had some important information in my brain and instead
of trying to understand it somehow, I, like a blind kitten, floundered in my shallow
attempts and guess-work, trying to find some truth in them?! And I’ve had it already
for such a long, long time?
Even without knowing what I was taught, I "boiled" with indignation at myself
for such a vexing negligence. Can you believe it! I was given some "secrets" from the
very beginning and I did not understand that! Well, they surely gave them to the
wrong person!!!
– Please, don’t be so upset! – Stella smiled. – You’ll show it to Gran and
she’ll explain it to you.

– May I ask you? Who is your grandmother anyway? – I asked feeling
embarrassed at trespassing on "private territory".
Stella was engrossed in her thoughts, wrinkling her little nose in a funny way
(she had this amusing habit, when she thought of something in earnest) and
pronounced wavering a little:

– I don’t know... Sometimes it seems to me that she knows everything, and that
she is very, very old... We had many photos at home and she was the same on them –
old, like now. I have never seen her young. Isn’t it strange?
– Did you ever ask her about it?
– No, I didn’t. I think she would tell me, if she thought I needed it... Wow! Look
at that! How beautiful! – Suddenly the girl exclaimed in delight pointing at the strange
golden sea waves with her finger. It, certainly, was not a sea, but they really looked
very like sea waves – they heavily rolled on the shore, playfully outstripping each
other, with one difference though – instead of snow-white sea foam and blue water
we saw shining pure gold which nebulized into thousands of transparent goldish
sparks... It was very beautiful and, naturally, we wanted to see it closer.

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