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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation
real Vedma in person, naturally, I longed to ask heaps of questions. My indefatigable
curiosity "fidgeted" inside me, squealing with impatience, and begged to start asking
immediately and of course, "about everything"!
In this moment, probably without noticing that I was deeply submerged in the
strange world, so unexpectedly opened to me, I could not correctly and in time react to
the picture which suddenly mentally opened to me... and terribly real fire flared up
around my body!
The tongues of the roaring fire "licked" my defenseless flesh, exploding inside my
body and bereaving me of my mind... The wild, extremely cruel pain overwhelmed me
penetrating into every cell of my body! It rose to an extreme height and from there
pounced upon me in a squall of unknown suffering which could be neither calmed
down, nor stopped. The fire dazzled me and twisted my spirit that howled with
superhuman horror into a lump of pain so that I could not breathe! I tried to cry but
could not hear my voice. The world collapsed, breaking into sharp splinters, and it
seemed it could never be brought together. My body blazed like a terrible festive torch,
reducing it to ashes; my wounded soul was incinerating too. I uttered a dreadful cry…
and suddenly I found myself in my "earthly" room, my teeth still chattering with the
unbearable pain which had seized me so unexpectedly. Still stunned, I stood in my
room perplexedly looking around, unable to understand who could do something like
this to me and why.
Despite the wild terror I somehow succeeded in pulling myself together and
calmed down a little. On thinking briefly, I understood at last that most likely it had
been just too real a vision, the perception of which fully repeated the nightmare that
the girl-witch had once experienced...
Despite fear and the recent too vivid feelings, I tried to go back to the fairy-tale
"ice palace" to my abandoned friend who, I was sure, was beginning to be seriously
worried. But I failed. I felt like a squeezed lemon and had no strength left even to think
of this "journey", let alone to accomplish it. I got angry at my "spinelessness" and tried
to give it a go again, as some alien force pulled me into the already familiar "ice" hall
where my loyal Stella rushed about in alarm.
– Oh, boy?! I was so scared! What happened? Thank goodness, she helped;
otherwise you would have flown who knows where! – Choking with "just indignation",
my little friend fired at once.
I did not understand yet myself how this kind of thing could happen to me, as I
heard the tender voice of the unusual hostess of the ice palace:
– My dear, but you are in fact a Darinia! How did you get here? And you are
living!!! Do you still feel pain? – I nodded with surprise. – You should not have looked
at such a thing as this!
Anna affectionately took my head which still "boiled" with sizzling pain in her
cool hands, and I soon felt the terrible pain slowly retreating and then completely
vanishing.
– What was that? – I asked almost dumbstruck.
– You simply looked at what happened to me. But you are unable to protect
yourself yet and felt everything. You are very curious. It’s your strength, but also your
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