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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova.   Revelation

                  Sever fell silent for a second and then continued.

                  – After long and hard years of lonely wandering, Svetodar came back home at last
            to his dear Occitania... where sorrowful and irreparable losses were waiting for him.
                  His sweet and tender wife Margaret left this life before he could come back to
            share the difficulties with her... He also failed to meet his wonderful granddaughter
            Tara, his daughter Maria’s child... and great-grandchild Maria who died only three
            years before, giving birth to his great-great-grandson. He lost too many members of
            his family... The load of losses on his shoulders was too severe, preventing him from
            being happy at what was left of his life...






































                                                          Occitania ...
                  Look at them, Isidora... They are worthy of your knowing them.
                  I again appeared in the place where the dead people, who have become very dear
            to my heart, lived a long time ago... Bitterness wrapped my soul in a shroud of silence,
            preventing me from talking to them. I could not address them. I could not even tell them
            how brave and wonderful they were...

                  Three persons stood on the apex of a high mountain... One was Svetodar. He
            looked very sad. A very beautiful young woman leaned against his hand and a little
            blond boy clung to her, holding an enormous armful of bright wildflowers.
                  – Who have you picked so many for, Bieloyarushka? – Svetodar tenderly asked.

                  – What do you mean? – The boy was surprised and divided the flowers into three
                    equal parts.
            –  This one is for my mummy... this one is for my dear grandmother Tara and this one
            is for Grandmother Maria. Am I doing something wrong, grand-dad?
                  Svetodar did not answer but firmly clasped the boy to his chest. This wonderful
            tender child was the only one that he had... After his great-granddaughter Maria, who

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