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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova.   Revelation

            to accept such a loss. But she also knew that he would never show weakness to a
            stranger, even while terribly suffering and grieving. He was Radomir’s son... And this
            obliged him to be strong.

                  Several more months passed. Gadually, as always happens in the case of even the
            most frightful loss, Magdalena started coming back to life. Probably it was the right
            time to return to the living...
                  Choosing  the  tiny  Montsegur  which  was  the most magic  castle  in  the  Valley
            (because it was constructed on the "transition point" to other worlds), Magdalena and
            her daughter moved there and began to settle in their new, still unknown, Home...

                  Finally, keeping in mind Radomir’s persistent desire, Magdalena gradually began
            to get her first disciples...
                  It was probably the easiest of tasks, because everybody in this amazing plot of
            land was more or less gifted, and almost everybody longed for knowledge. Therefore
            very soon Magdalena had several hundred very assiduous pupils. Very soon there were
            a thousand of them... and in a short while the whole Valley of Magicians was embraced
            by her teachings. And she took as many as of them as possible to distract herself from
            bitter  thoughts  and  was  unspeakably  glad  watching  how  voraciously  the  Occitans
            strived for Knowledge! She knew that Radomir would rejoice at it too... and accepted
            more pupils.
                  – Forgive me, Sever, but how could White Volkhv agree to it?! In fact they so
            carefully guard their Knowledge from everybody! How did he allow this kind of thing?
            In fact Magdalena taught everybody, not just the initiated.

                  – He  did  not. The  White  Volkhv  never agreed  to  it, Isidora... Magdalena  and
            Radomir went against his will, opening this knowledge to people. Even now I don’t
            know who was truly right...
                  – But you saw how eagerly the Occitans absorbed this Knowledge! And the rest
            of Europe too! – I exclaimed with surprise.

                  – Yes, they did... But I also saw another thing – how easily they were destroyed...
            And this means they were not ready for it.
                  –  But when do you think people will be "ready"? – I was indignant. – Or it will
            never happen?!
                  – It will happen, my friend... I think. But only when people understand at last that
            they are able to protect this very Knowledge... – Sever unexpectedly smiled like a child.
            – Magdalena and Radomir lived for the Future, you see... They dreamed of a wonderful
            United World where there would be one Faith, one ruler, one language... And despite
            everything, they taught... resisting the Volkhvs... not submitting to White Volkhv... And
            for all that, they understood very well that even their distant great-grandchildren would
            probably not see anything of this wonderful united world. They simply fought... for
            light, for knowledge and for Earth. It was their Life... And they lived it faithfully sticking
            to it to the end.

                  I again dipped into the past where this outstanding, surprising and singular story
            lived… There was only one sad cloud which cast a shade on Magdalena’s gradually

            brightening mood. Vesta took Radomir’s loss very hard and suffered deeply. No "joys"

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