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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

act later. As if eavesdropping on my thoughts, Caraffa pronounced:

– Well then, Madonna, I give you time to think. I advise you to refrain from
making a mistake. He left… Night fell on my little world...

During this terrible time I mentally communicated with my dear extremely
anxious father who, unfortunately, could not tell me anything that would comfort me,
except for the only positive news – Anna was still in Florence, and there was nothing
to fear, at least about her.
But my unhappy husband, my poor Girolamo came back to Venice wishing to help
me, and only there discovered that it was too late – I had been transported to Rome...
His despair was limitless! He wrote long letters to the Pope. He sent the notes of protest
to the "mighty of this world" who I had helped once. Nothing worked. Caraffa was deaf
to any requests and supplications.
– Could not you just disappear?! Or "fly away", as far as that goes? Why did not
you use your abilities?!!! – The upset Stella exclaimed, unable to restrain herself. –
One always has to fight to the end! My Gran taught me so.

I was very happy – Stella came back to life. Her spirit of a fighter perked up again,
as soon as the urgent need appeared.
– I wish everything were so simple! – Isidora sadly shook her head. – The matter
was not just about me. I had absolutely no idea about Caraffa’s plans regarding my
family. Also I was strongly frightened by the fact that no matter how much I tried I
could see nothing. It was the first time in my life when my "vision" or my "witch
talents" could not help... I could look over any person or event for a thousand years
forward! I could predict even future embodiments with absolute exactness, which not
a single Vidun on Earth could do, but my Gift was silent when the matter concerned
Caraffa and I could not understand it. Any attempt to look into him failed, stumbling
across his very dense golden-red protection which constantly "curled" around his
physical body, and I was unable to break through it. This was something new and
incomprehensible, which I had never experienced before.

Of course every member of my family (even my little Anna!) could create their
own perfect protective shield and each did it in in their own way making it uniquely
personal. However, no matter how complicated it turned out to be, I perfectly knew
that any time I could "get through" the protection of any Vedun I knew, if suddenly an
urgent necessity arose, including the protection of my father who knew and could do
much more than I. But I failed with Caraffa... He had some alien, very strong and very
refined magic which I had never seen... I knew all Veduns of Europe. He was not one
of them.
I, like anybody else, perfectly knew that he was a true "servant of God" and
faithful "son of the Church", and due to general concepts in no way could he use what
was called a "manifestation of the Devil" that we, Vedunias and Veduns, used! What
was it then?! Could it really be that the faithful servant of the Church and the Great
Inquisitor was in reality a black Sorcerer?! Despite the fact that it was absolutely
unbelievable, it was the only explanation I could give. But in that case how did he
combine his "holy" duties with "devilish" (as he called it) teachings?! Moreover,
exactly that which he did on Earth was truly devilish and black...

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