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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

immovable like a statue; but tense expectation was obvious in her sad eyes... Suddenly
a white and fluffy point which slowly grew into distant sails appeared on the horizon.
Magdalena revived at once, hugged her little daughter and said, as merrily as possible:

– Well, here they are, my treasure! You wanted to see where your mummy came
from to this country, didn’t you?Well then, you and I will sail far, far away until we
reach the farthest shore where our HOME is... You will love it as strongly as I did. I
promise you.
Magdalena bent over and embraced her tiny daughter, as if wishing to protect her
from the troubles which her refined tender soul saw in their future.

– Mummy, tell me, will daddy sail with us too? We cannot leave him here, right?
– She suddenly asked in surprise. – Why has he not been with us for so long? It’s
been almost two months since we last saw him... Mummy, where is daddy?

Picture El Greco "Magdalene"
Magdalena’s eyes became severe and aloof... I understood that her little daughter
did not know yet that her father would never sail with them anywhere, because two
months ago he died on the cross... and it was obvious that poor Magdalena could not
dare to tell this pure little human being about this terrible inhuman misfortune. How

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