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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

which contain my thoughts of that time. It was then and I looked for my child's truth
in Faith too, as well as in any other things. Therefore I can argue only about my views
and concepts which I have now, and which will be expounded in this book later. And
then it was a time of "persistent search", which did not come to me easily.

– You’re a strange girl... – The Sad one whispered thoughtfully.
– I am not strange, I am simply alive. But I live in two worlds – that of the living
and the dead. And I can see things which many people, unfortunately, do not see.
Probably, that is why nobody believes me. But everything would be much simpler, if
people listened and reflected on it a little, even not believing. Well, I think that if it
could happen one day, it would not be today. But I have to live with it exactly today...

– I am very sorry, dear... – The man whispered. – You know, there are a lot of
people like me here. Thousands... Probably, you will find it interesting to talk to them.
There are real heroes, not like me. There are many of them…
Suddenly I felt a burning desire to help to this sad and lonely man. However, I
had no idea what I could do for him.
– Do you want us to create another world for you while you are here? – Stella
asked unexpectedly.

It was a magnificent idea, and I became a little ashamed that it did not occur to
me first. Stella was a wonderful little human being and somehow always found
something pleasant that could bring joy to others.
– What do you mean "another world"? – The man was surprised.

– Here, look... – and suddenly bright and joyful light began to shine in his dark
and sullen cave! – How would you like this kind of a home?
The eyes of our "sad" acquaintance lit with happiness. Perplexedly he looked
around, understanding nothing of what had just happened here. Meanwhile his terrible
and dark cave changed: now the sun shone brightly, luxuriant greenery exhaled
pleasant aromas, the birds joyfully sang songs, and blossoming flowers smelled
divine; the brook murmured, lively in its farthest corner, spilling drops of the purest
and freshest crystal water...
– There! Do you like it? – Stella asked merrily.

The man was absolutely stunned by what he saw and could not say a word. He
only looked at this beauty with his eyes wide open in which trembling drops of
"happy" tears glittered like pure diamonds.
– My God, I have not seen the sun for so long! – He whispered. – Who are you,
girl?

– I am just a human being, like you – dead. And she is, you know it already,
alive. Sometimes we go for a walk here together and we help, if we can, of course.
It was obvious that the little girl was extremely satisfied with the produced effect
and literally fidgeted to make it last longer...
– Do you truly like it? Do you want it to be always like this? The man nodded,
unable to pronounce a word.

I did not even try to imagine the happiness he was now experiencing considering

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