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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova.   Revelation

            and mysterious "other" world which I had so got used to visiting. I waited impatiently
            for my new "friends" to appear and the dazzling miracle with which they presented
            me every time. Although I never knew which of them would come this time, I was
            always sure that somebody would certainly come and that whoever did, he or she
            would grant me the next fairy instant which I would carefully keep in my memory for
            a long time, like in a closed magic trunk the keys of which only I had.

                  But one night nobody came. It was a pitch-dark and moonless night. I stood at
            the window pressing my forehead against the cold window-glass, keeping my eyes
            glued  on  the  garden  covered  in  a  shimmering  snow  shroud,  trying  to  discern
            something moving and familiar till my eyes began to ache, feeling deeply lonely and
            even a bit "treacherously" abandoned. I was very sad and bitter and felt like crying. I
            knew that I was losing something incredibly important and precious to me. No matter
            how hard I tried to prove to myself that everything was all right and they just were
            late, at  the bottom of my heart I dreaded that they could never come. I felt offended
            and hurt and in no way wanted to believe it. My little child’s heart refused to accept
            such a "terrible" loss and acknowledge the fact that some day that should happen;
            only I did not know yet – when and I wildly wanted to postpone this ill-fated moment
            as far as possible.
                  Suddenly  something  began  to  change  behind  my  window  and  shimmer  in  a
            familiar way! My first thought that some of my "friends" appeared at last, but instead
            of familiar luminous spirits I saw a strange "crystal" tunnel which began right near
            my window and went somewhere far away. My first impulse was to rush there without
            thinking twice, but then it suddenly seemed a little strange for me that I did not feel
            that  usual  warmth  and  calmness  that  accompanied  each  appearance  of  my  "star"
            friends.

                  As soon as I thought about it, the "crystal" tunnel began to change and get dark
            turning into a strange pitch-dark "pipe" with long moving tentacles inside. A sickly
            and unpleasant pressure squeezed my head, very quickly turning into a raging and
            bursting pain which threatened to crush my brain. Then for the first time I truly felt
            how cruel and strong a headache can be (which in the future, only for completely
            different reasons, would poison my life for nineteen long years). I was scared indeed.
            There was nobody who could help me... The house deeply slept, but even if it did not,
            I would not be able to explain to anybody what had happened…
                  Then, being on the verge of the most real panic, I remembered the creature with
            the crown of amazing beauty and mentally called to him for help. Foolish, it would
            seem, but my headache immediately disappeared, giving place to blustering delight,
            because I suddenly saw again the already familiar shining city and my wonderful and
            unusual friends. They all for some reason smiled at me very warmly, as if approving,
            emitting incredibly bright green light around their sparkling bodies. As it appeared
            later, without knowing it, I had passed the first test in my life, of which later on there
            will be so many indeed, but this was the first time and only the beginning...

                  I was just a child and could not even suspect then that bad or, as we call them,
            "black" spirits can perfectly exist in those "other", incredibly beautiful and "pure"
            worlds and snatch the "greenhorns", like I was then, which had just "hatched out" to


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