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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

the dead body, they respectfully waited. Her grief was so deep and hopeless that it
touched even the most severe and hard-tempered ones...

Then numbness came. She did not feel as she was taken aside and seated. She did
not see who washed Radomir for the last time... She knew the only thing: HE must rise!
And she had to help him in that...
But the night passed and nothing changed. His spirit talked to her, but she stood,
numb and deaf to anything, only endlessly calling Fathers... She still refused to
surrender.

Finally at dawn the room was suddenly lit with the bright golden light, as if
thousand suns were simultaneously switched on! And in this light a tall human figure,
much taller than an ordinary man, appeared on the threshold... Magdalena understood
at once – it was who she so fervently and persistently had called the whole night...
– Get up, Joyful one! – The visitor pronounced in a deep voice. – It is not your
world already.
You have lived your life in it. I’ll show your new way. Get up, Radomir!
– I thank you, Father... – Magdalene whispered. – I Thank you that you heard me!

The old man long and attentively looked at the fragile woman standing before
him. Then he unexpectedly smiled a radiant smile and very affectionately said.
– It is painful for you, Sorrowful one! And you are frightened. I am sorry,
daughter. I’ll take your Radomir away. He is not fated to be here anymore. He’ll have
another fate now. You wished that...

Magdalena only nodded, showing to him that she understood. She was unable to
talk. She had so little strength left. Somehow she must endure these last, severest for
her moments... And then she would have enough time to grieve over her loss. The most
important was that HE lived and the rest did not matter.
An exclamation full of surprise was heard. Radomir stood, looking around, not
understanding what was going on. He did not know yet that he had another fate,
UNEARTHLY one... He also did not understand why he still lived. He perfectly
remembered that the executioners had done their job very well...
– Farewell, my Joy... – Magdalena whispered. – Farewell, my tender one. I will
keep my promise and do all according to your will. You live... and I’ll always be with
you.

Again the golden light blazed up brightly, but now it was outside. Following it,
Radomir slowly left the room...
Everything around was so familiar! But feeling alive again, Radomir knew for
some reason that already it was not his world... There was only one thing in this old
world that still was real for him – his wife... his beloved Magdalena....

– I’ll come back to you... I’ll come back to you, come what may... – Radomir
whispered to himself. A vitmana hung above his head like an enormous "umbrella"…
Bathing in the rays of golden refulgency, Radomir slowly but confidently followed
the shining Old man. Suddenly he turned around to see her for the last time. to take her
amazing image with
him. Magdalena felt terrific warmth. It seemed that Radomir’s last look sent all the

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