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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

"amusing" in it; when you, being horror-stricken, do not know what to do with it and
a good person can die right now because of your helplessness.

I saw Milia slipping down the wall and become pale as death. I was terribly
frightened and suddenly felt who I really was then – just a little girl who, due to her
foolishness, got into something terrible and did not know now how to get out of it.
– Well, no way! – I thought. – You will not get her!

And I delivered an energy blow to this insignificant spirit, putting all my
indignation into it. I heard a wild howl and everything disappeared. The crazy motion
of objects over the room stopped; there was no fear... and there was no strange crazy
man who almost sent his innocent wife to the next world. Dead silence hung in the
house. Only broken bits still tinkled. Milia sat on the floor with her eyes closed and
showed no sparks of life. But for some reason I was sure that everything would be
well with her. I came to her and stroked her cheek.
– Aunt Milia, everything is over, – I whispered softly, trying not to frighten her.
– He will never come again.
She opened her eyes and observed the devastated room, looking tired and dubious.

– What was it, dear? – She whispered.
– It was your husband Vlad, but he will never come again.

And here she broke into tears. I have never heard before such a heart-rending
weeping! It seemed that the poor woman wanted to cry out everything that had been
happened in her life for these long (as I knew later, terrible) years. But, as they say,
no matter how deep the despair or offense, one cannot cry endlessly. The tears wash
away the bitterness and pain and the soul gradually comes back to life, like a bud turns
into a beautiful flower in spring after a long cruel winter. The same way Milia began
to come to her senses. Her eyes were filled with surprise which was later replaced by
shy gladness.
– How do you know that he will not come, baby? – She asked, as if wishing to
get additional confirmation.
Nobody has called me baby for a long time and in that moment it sounded
especially strange, because I was exactly that "baby" which right now accidentally
saved her life. But, naturally, I was not going to be offended. Besides, I simply had
no strength for that, being unable even to move to the sofa from the floor. It is highly
likely that I had "spent" all my force in delivering the only blow which nothing could
make me repeat now.

I stayed with my neighbour for quite a long time and she at last told me how her
husband tormented her all this time (the whole ten years!!!). She was not quite sure
then that it was exactly he, but now her doubts disappeared and now she knew that
she was right. When Vlad was dying, he said that he would not know rest until he
took her with him and he did his best to achieve it for so many years...
In no way could I understand how a person can be so cruel and dare to call that
love. But I was, like my neighbour said, just a little girl, who was still incapable of
believing that sometimes man can be really cruel even in such a high and noble feeling
as love.

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