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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova.   Revelation

            "wisdom" and alienation. People did not know how to find them. Only a few were lucky
            enough to see THEM, but later nobody saw those "lucky" ones ever again, and there
            was nobody to ask the way to the proud Gods. But one day a dying warrior climbed
            high in the mountains, not wishing to surrender alive to the enemy.

                  Life abandoned the sad warrior with the last drops of his cooling blood. And there
            was nobody to say the last farewell and wash his last way with tears. Suddenly his
            glance, almost extinguished, caught hold of the marvellous and divine beauty! Innocent
            snow-white flowers surrounded him. Their extraordinary whiteness washed his soul,
            returning force that had gone long ago and called it to life. Being unable to move, he
            absorbed their cold light, opening his lonely heart to their caress. His deep wounds
            were healed right before his very eyes. Life came back to him, being even stronger and
            more vigorous than it was at his birth. He felt he was a hero again and rose... and saw
            a very tall Elder standing right in front of him.
                  – Have you brought me back, God? – The warrior asked enthusiastically.

                  – Who are you, man? And why do you call me God? – The old man was surprised.
                  – Who else could do something like that? – The man whispered. – And you live
            almost in the sky... It means that you are a God.
                  – I am not a God; I am a descendant of Him... A true one, that is true... Enter our
            abode, since you came. You have come to bid farewell to life with pure heart and
            thought... that is why you were brought back. Rejoice.

                  – Who brought me back, Father?
                  – They did it – the "feet of God"... – The Old Man nodded his head, pointing to the
            marvellous flowers.

                  Since then the legend about the God’s Flowers began to spread. They say the
            flowers always grow where Gods live to show the way to newcomers...
                  Being so engrossed in thoughts, I did not notice that I was looking around... and
            then I suddenly came to myself! The extrodinary wonder-flowers grew only around a
            narrow  dark  crack  which  gaped  in  the  rock  like  an  almost  invisible  "natural"
            entrance!!! The suddenly intensified  scent prompted me to go there...
                  I saw nobody. Not a soul came out. I felt uncomfortable about coming uninvited.
            Nevertheless, I decided to try and came to the crack. Nothing happened... There was
            neither special protection nor other surprises. Everything remained majestic and calm
            like it was from the Beginning of Time... Besides, against whom does one need to
            protect oneself here? Only from the gifted ones who are exactly like the dwellers of the
            place. I gave a start. There is the possiblity that another, partly gifted, "Caraffa" would
            be able to "find" them and could come here too!

                  I carefully entered a cave. But nothing unusual happened here, except that the air
            became very soft and "merry". It smelled of spring and grass, as if I was in a forest
            glade, not inside a naked stone rock. I went forward a few metres and suddenly realised
            that it had became lighter, although it should have been vice versa. The light streamed
            somewhere  from  above,  and  dispersed  into  a  very  soft  "sunset"  illumination  here,
            downward. A strange calming melody began to sound softly in my head. I had never
            heard  anything  like  this  in  my  life.  The  unusual  combination  of  sounds  made  the


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