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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

he will live a full and bright Life. He will find Knowledge and Understanding of the
world. He will find that for which he was persistently looking for so long...

I’ll show them to you, Isidora... I’ll show you that which I never showed to
anybody...
Everything breathed with cold and space, as if I unexpectedly dived into Eternity...
The feeling was unusual and strange. It spread joy and anxiety at the same time. I felt
small and insignificant, as if somebody wise and enormous watched me in that moment,
trying to understand who dared to disturb his peace. But soon this feeling disappeared,
making way for an enormous, deep and "warm" silence...

I saw a boundless emerald glade and two men sitting in front of each other,
crossing their feet... Their eyes were closed. Not a single word was pronounced, but it
was clear that they talked...
I understood. It was their thoughts that talked...
My heart was pounding at mad speed, as if trying to jump out of my chest! I was
doing my best to calm down, fearing to disturb these highly concentrating people who
were in their enigmatic world. I watched them, holding my breath and trying to engrave
their images in my soul, because I knew that this kind of thing would never be repeated.
Nobody, save Sever, would show me the events so closely related to our past and our
suffering, but still resisting, Earth...

One of them looked very familiar and, on looking closely at him, I recognized
Svetodar... He was almost unchanged, only his hair had become shorter. But his face
was much the same – young and fresh, like it was the day he left Montsegur...
The second one was also relatively young and very tall (which was obvious even
when he sat). His long and "hoarfrosted" hair fell on his wide shoulders, shining under
the sunrays with pure silver. The colour seemed very unusual and even unreal...

But it was his eyes which imressed me most of all – deep, wise and very large,
they shone with the same pure silvery light, as if somebody’s generous hand scattered
billions of silver stars in them...
His face was hard and at the same time kind, concentrated and aloof, as if he
simultaneously lived two lives – an earthly and a different and stranger one...
If I got it right, he was exactly the one who Sever called Wanderer, the one who
observed...

Both men wore white long garments decorated with red and girdled with thick,
twisted red cords.
The world around this unusual couple fluidly swayed, changing its outlines, as if
they sat in a closed vibrating space to which only the two of them had access. The air
was fragrant and cool. It smelled of forest herbs, fir-trees and raspberry. The light
breeze, which puffed now and then, gently caressed succulent tall grass, filling it with
the fragrance of far away lilac, fresh milk and cedar cones... The land was so
surprisingly safe, pure and kind, as if the world’s anxieties did not touch it, human
spite passed it by and a lying and changeable man failed to set foot on it.

The two interlocutors rose, smiled at each other and began to say goodbye.
Svetodar was the first to speak.

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