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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

felt very much, with my whole being, appeared.

– Be careful, – my guest said.
– Careful? Why? – I asked.

– You have been born… – came the reply.
His tall figure began to vibrate. The glade began to whirl. When I opened my
eyes, my extraordinary stranger had already disappeared, to my utmost regret. One of
the boys, Romas, stood in front of me and observed my "awakening". He asked me
what I did there and whether I was going to pick mushrooms. When I asked what time
it was, he looked at me with surprise and told me. I understood then that everything
that happened to me had lasted just a few minutes!
I got up (it appeared that I had sat down on the earth), dusted myself down and
was already going to go, when I suddenly noticed a very strange detail – the whole
glade around us was green!!! It had the same amazing emerald colour, as in the early
spring! Our mutual surprise became even bigger when we saw beautiful spring
flowers in it! It was absolutely fabulous and regrettably, completely inexplicable.
Probably it was a side-effect of my strange guest's visit. But I could neither explain
nor even understand it then.

– What have you done? – Romas asked.
– It was not me, – I guiltily mumbled.

– Well then, let's go, – he agreed.
Romas was one of those rare friends of that time, who was not afraid of my
"tricks", and nothing that constantly happened to me could surprise him. He simply
trusted me, and therefore I did not have to explain anything to him, which I considered
a very rare and valuable exception. When we came back from the forest, I was
shivering, but I thought that I had simply caught a light chill and decided not to disturb
my mother unless something serious appeared. Everything was over by the next
morning, and I was so pleased that it fully confirmed my notion that it was indeed just
a chill. However, it was too early to celebrate the happy ending of my adventure.

The result

In the morning when I went to breakfast as usual, I had only to stretch out my
hand to get the heavy glass cup and it moved sharply toward me, spilling some milk
on the table. I felt a bit ill at ease. I tried again, the cup moved again. Then I thought
about the bread. Two slices next to me jumped and fell down on the floor. Frankly
speaking, my hair began to stand on end. Not because I was frightened. I was not
afraid of almost anything then, but because it was something so very "earthly" and
precise; it was right here and I had absolutely no idea how to control it.
I tried to calm down, took a deep breath and tried again. This time I did not try
to touch anything, but decided only to think of what I wanted – for example, I wanted
a cup in my hand. Certainly, it did not happen; it just sharply moved. But I rejoiced!!!
My whole being squealed with delight, because I understood that, moving sharply or
not, it happened just at my mental wish! It was awesome! Certainly, at once I wanted
to try the "novelty" on all the living and lifeless "objects" I could find.

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