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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

Witches – to get to know with my mind and heart the depth of this wonderful, so
generously open to them, great KNOWLEDGE!

Burning tears were ready to roll down my cheeks, but I tried to retain them with
all my might. I must not do it, because tears were the next "forbidden luxury" to which
I had no right, if I called myself a real Warrior. Warriors do not cry. They fight and
win, and when they die, there are no tears in their eyes.
Apparently I simply got very tired because of loneliness and pain and permanent
fear for my family, and the endless fight which I did not have the least hope of winning.
I needed a breath of fresh air very much which for me was my daughter Anna. But for
some reason I did not see her, despite my knowing that she was here, together with
them in this wonderful and strange "secret" land.

Sever stood next to me on the verge of the canyon. Deep sorrow hid in his grey
eyes. I wanted to ask him, whether I would see him again? But I had not enough
strength. I did not want to say goodbye. I did not want to leave. Life here was so wise
and calm and everything seemed so simple and well! But there, in my cruel and
imperfect world good people died and it was about time to return and try to save
somebody. This was truly my world, no matter how terrible it was. And my father was
there and, maybe, suffered cruelly unable to break from Caraffa who I decided to
eliminate no matter what, even if I had to give my short and so dear to me life for it.
– May I see Anna? – I asked Sever with hope.
– Forgive me, Isidora, Anna must pass the "purging" from the vanity of the world
before she can enter the same hall where you have just been. She cannot see you now...

– But why did I have nothing to "purify"? – I was surprised. In fact Anna is still a
child and she does not have too much "dirt" of the world, does she?
– She will have to absorb too much – to grasp the whole of the endlessness. And
you will never return there. There is no need for you to forget anything "old", Isidora.
I am very sorry.

– So, will I never see my daughter again? – I asked in a whisper.
– You will. I shall help you. Now, do you want to say goodbye to the Volkhvs,
Isidora? It is your only chance, don’t miss it.
Of course I wanted to see them, the Masters of this Wise World! My father had
told me so much about them and I had dreamed of meetingt them for so long! However
I could not imagine then how sad our meeting would be.

Sever lifted his hands and the rock shimmered and then disappeared. We found
ourselves in a round hall with an incredibly high ceiling. The hall seemed to be a forest,
a meadow, a fairy-tale castle or even "nothing" at one and the same time. No matter
how hard I tried, I was unable to see its walls or what happened around it. The air
twinkled and shimmered with thousands of brilliant "drops" looking like human tears...
On subduing my agitation, I finally breathed in. The "rainy" air was surprisingly fresh,
pure and light! It made the thinnest living filaments of the "golden" warmth run all
over my body, spreading the vivifying force. The feeling was wonderful!
– Come, Isidora. Fathers expect you. – Sever whispered.

I took a step and the trembling air "moved" apart. The Volkhvs stood right in front

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