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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova.   Revelation

                  – I am sorry I cannot help you, Isidora. Can I do anything for you?

                  – No, Sever. You cannot, but I’ll be pleased if you stay with me a little... I’m glad
            to see you. – I sadly answered and then added. – We got one week... It is highly likely
            that after that Caraffa will take our short lives. Tell me, are they really worth so little?
            Are we really going to leave so easily like Magdalena did? Will there be really nobody
            who would cleanse our world of this monster, Sever?
                  – I did not come to you to answer old questions, my friend... But I must confess
            that you made me do a great deal of thinking, Isidora... You made me see what I have
            persistently tried to forget for years. And I agree with you – we are wrong... Our truth
            is too "narrow" and inhuman. It smothers our hearts... and we become too cold to judge
            correctly what is going on. Magdalena was right saying that our Faith is dead... just
            as you’re right, Isidora.

                  I stared at him with utter surprise unable to believe what I heard! Was this the
            same  proud  and  ever-right  Sever  who  did  not  tolerate  even  the  faintest  criticism
            directed toward his great Teachers and his beloved Meteora?!!
                  I did not take my eyes off him trying to get to his pure but tightly shut soul... What
            could have changed the opinion he had held for centuries?! What could make him make
            change his mind and see the world in a much more human way?
                  – I know I surprised you. – Sever sadly smiled. – But the fact that I confided in
            you will not change the present events. I don’t know how to destroy Caraffa. But the
            White Volkhv does. Do you wish to see him once again?

                  – May I ask what changed you, Sever? – I asked carefully, ignoring his
            last question. He reflected for a second, probably, trying to answer as honestly

            as possible...
                  – It happened very long time ago... from the day when Magdalena died. I did not
            forgive myself and all of us for her death. But apparently our laws lived in us too deeply
            and  I  had  no  courage  to  admit  it.  When  you  came,  you  vividly  reminded  me  of
            everything that happened then... you are strong and give yourself to those who need
            you the same way she did. You shook up the memory that I’ve tried to kill for centuries...
            You brought back to life the Golden Maria in me... I thank you for it, Isidora.

                  Pain screamed deep in Sever’s eyes. There was so much that I was drowning in
            it! I could not believe that his warm and pure soul had opened, that he was at last living
            again!
                  - Sever, what can I do? Aren’t you terrified that monsters like Caraffa run the
                  world?
                  – I’ve  already  told  you,  Isidora.  Let’s  go  to  Meteora  again  to  see  the  White
                  Volkhv... Only he can help you. Unfortunately, I cannot...

                  For the first time I felt his disappointment so vividly... he was truly disappointed by
                  his helplessness... by how he lived... by his out-of-date TRUTH.
                  It turns out that the human heart cannot fight with what it has become accustomed
            to or what it has believed in for its whole life... That is why Sever could not change his
            belief easily and totally, even though realizing that he was wrong. For centuries he
            lived believing that he helped people and he did exactly that, which one day would save

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