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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

compelled to look at the death of a stranger which did not please them too much...
Rome stopped enjoying the fires of the Inquisition a long time ago. At the beginning
there were people interested in the sufferings of others, but now, several years later,
people were afraid that any one of them could be in this fire tomorrow. And native
Romans abandoned their home town, trying to avoid troubles... They abandoned Rome.
The city had just half the number of inhabitants that it had at the beginning of Caraffa’s
rule. Any more or less normal person refused to stay in it, if it was possible, which was
easily understood – Caraffa ignored everybody. Be it an ordinary person or a prince
of royal blood (and sometimes even a cardinal of his "holiest" church!). Nobody could
stop the Pope. He never appreciated people as they were. They just could please or
displease his "holy" eyes. Well, and the rest was very simple – if a person displeased
him, he went straight to the fire and his wealth enriched the treasure of his "holiest"
church.

Suddenly I felt a soft touch. It was my father! He was saying goodbye to me, being
already tied to the nightmarish post...
– I leave, daughter... Be strong. It just is a transition. I won’t feel pain. He simply
wants to break you. Don’t allow him, my joy! We shall meet soon, you know that. There
will be no pain. There will be only light...

An executioner came to the fire, bringing the fatal flame with such an air of
commonness that it broke my heart. He did it so easily and simply, as if he lit a fire in
the fireplace of his house...
My heart began to palpitate feverishly and then stood still... knowing that exactly
now my father would leave... I could not stand anymore and mentally cried:
– Father, please, think! It’s not too late! You can "waft"! He will never be able to
find you! I beg you, father!!!

But he sadly shook his head...
– If I go away, he will haunt Anna. And she will not be able to "waft". Farewell,
daughter...
Farewell, dear... Remember, I will always be with you. It’s time. Farewell, my joy...

A bright shining "column" which shone with a pure bluish light began to sparkle
around my father. This wonderful light seized his physical body, as if saying goodbye
to him. A golden-bright translucent spirit appeared and affectionately smiled at me... I
understood that it was an end. My father left me forever... His spirit began slowly to go
up... and a shining channel, blazing up with bluish sparks, closed up. Everything was
over... My wonderful kind father, my best friend was no longer with us...
His "empty" physical body flagged, hanging on ropes like a rag-doll... An
Honourable and Honest Earthly Life was taken on the senseless order of a mad man...
I felt somebody's familiar presence and I turned around. Sever stood next to me.

– Have courage, Isidora. I came to help you. I know it’s a hard time for you. I
promised your father that I would help you...
– Help – in what? – I asked bitterly. – Will you help me to destroy

Caraffa? Sever shook his head in negation.
– I don’t need any other help. Leave Sever.

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