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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova.   Revelation

                  – What should I do, father? I have not found his weakness. I have not found what
            he is afraid of... and I have almost no time left. What should I do, tell me?

                  I understood that our, mine and Anna’s, short lives were coming to their sad end...
            And Caraffa still lived, and I did not know yet what I should begin with to destroy him...
                  – Go to Meteora, daughter. Only they can help you. Go there, my heart.

                  Father’s voice sounded very sad. Perhaps, just like me, he did not believe that
            Meteora would help us.
                  – But they said no to me, father, you know that. They believe too strongly in their
            old "truth" which they once suggested to themselves. They won’t help us.
                  – Listen to me, daughter... Go back there. I know you don’t believe... But they are
            the only ones who can help you. There is nobody else to ask. I must go now... I am sorry
            dear. But very soon I’ll come back to you. I will not leave you, Isidora.

                  My father’s spirit began to "sway" and melt, and totally disappeared in a second.
            I confusedly looked at the place where his transparent body had shone just a second
            ago and realized that I did not know at all what to begin with...
                  Caraffa declared too confidently that Anna very soon would be in his criminal
            hands, therefore I did not have much time left for fighting. I got up, shook off my
            distressing thoughts and decided to follow my father’s advice and visit Meteora again.
            Anyway, it could not be worse than it already was; therefore I tuned in to Sever and
            went...

                  This time there were neither mountains, nor wonderful flowers... I found myself in
            a spacious and very long stone hall, at the far end of which was something incredibly
            bright and appealing  that sparkled like a dazzling emerald star. The air around it
            shone and pulsated, splashing out long tongues of green "flame" which flashed and
            brightly lit the enormous hall to the very ceiling. Sever stood near this extraordinary
            beauty, being deep in his sad thoughts.
                  – Peace to you, Isidora. I’m glad you came. – He warmly pronounced, turning
                    around.
                  – Peace to you too, Sever. I came for a short while. – I answered, doing my best
            not to relax and yield to the charm of Meteora. – Tell me, Sever, how could you let
            Anna go? You knew where she was going! How could you let her go?! I hoped that
            Meteora would protect her, but it betrayed her so easily... Explain that to me please, if
            you can...

                  He  looked  at  me  with  his  sad  and  wise  eyes  without  uttering  a  word,  as  if
            everything had been said and nothing could be changed... Then he negatively shook his
            head and softly replied.
                  – Meteora did not betray Anna, Isidora. It was her deсision to leave. She is a not
            child anymore. She thinks and decides in her own way, and we have no right to keep
            her here by force, even if we are not in agreement with her decision. She was told that
            Caraffa would torture you, if she refused to come back. Therefore Anna decided to
            leave Meteora. Our rules are very strict and unchanging, Isidora. Should we break
            them, just once, the next time a reason to start quickly changing our life here would be
            found. This is unacceptable. We are not free to turn from our way.


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