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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

– Forgive me, the knowing one. I forgot who you were. Do you wish to see what
only the knowing ones have the right to see, Isidora? You will not have another chance.
You will never come back here.

I just nodded, trying to hold back the wicked and bitter tears ready to stream down
my cheeks. The hope of being with them, of getting their strong friendly support died,
never even having fully thrived. I remained alone, without having known something
very important for me. I remained almost defenceless against a strong and terrible man
with the threatening name, Caraffa.
But the decision was made and I was not going to change it. Otherwise, what was
our Life worth, if we have to live betraying ourselves? Suddenly I calmed down.
Everything at last fell into place; there was nothing to hope for. I could count only on
myself, and this was the point I must proceed from. And as for how it will end, I forced
myself not to think about it anymore.

We went along a high stone corridor which broadened and went deep into it. It was
as light and pleasant as in the cave and only the smell of spring herbs became stronger
as we went on. Unexpectedly a luminous golden "wall" with only one big shining Rune
began to sparkle right in front of us. I understood that it was a protection from the
"ignoramuses". It looked like a thick glimmering curtain made of some golden fabric,
which I had never seen before, through which most likely I could never pass unaided.
Sever stretched his hand and slightly touched the curtain with his palm, and the
golden "wall" disappeared at once, opening a passage-way into an extraordinary hall.
At once I had an acute feeling of something "alien", as if something told me that
it was not the usual world in which I always lived, but in an instant the strange "alien"
sensation disappeared and again everything became well as usual.

The attentive feeling of somebody's invisible observation increased. It was not
hostile but rather resembled the warm touch of a kind old friend, once lost a long time
ago and now suddenly found again.
A small natural fountain sparkled rainbow splashes in the distant corner of the
hall. The water was so transparent that it was visible only in the iridescent reflections
of light which shone on trembling mirror-like drops. On looking at this miraculous
spring, I unexpectedly felt burning thirst and was going to ask Sever whether I could
drink a little, as I immediately got an answer:

– Certainly, Isidora, try it! It is the water of Life. We all drink it when we do not
have enough forces, when the load becomes too heavy. Try it!
I bent to dip into the miraculous water with my hands and felt an unbelievable
relief, not even having touched it yet! It seemed that all my troubles and bitterness
suddenly stepped back and I felt unusual calmness and happiness. It was unbelievable
– in fact I had not even tried it! I confusedly turned around to Sever. He smiled.
Apparently everybody who came across this miracle for the first time experienced the
same feeling. I filled my cupped palms with water. It sparkled with little diamonds like
the morning dew on the grass lit by sunrays... Very carefully, trying to not spill so much
as a precious drop, I took a tiny sip. Unbelievable lightness spread all over my body!
As if somebody pitied me and wiped off fifteen years with a magic wand! I felt light like
a bird soaring high in the sky. My head became pure and clear, as if I was just born.

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