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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova.   Revelation

            transformation done. Svetlana said that she would lie down and have a quick nap and
            then we would definitely carry out that work. It was obvious that the deep sleep she
            had that night was not enough for her to have recovered from the recent blows. She
            slept till the evening and called me from her mobile, saying that she had overslept and
            hurried to walk the dogs while it was not too dark. She called me several times from
            that walk and asked for help, because the assaults had started again...

                  There was no usual Skype video conference on the evening of her murder. She
            called me by phone and I called her back. We talked for several minutes. Those were
            the last minutes I heard her amazing voice. Few know that Svetlana was a professional
            singer and not just a singer, but a star! In addition to having a surprisingly beautiful
            and tender voice, she graduated from the Vilnius conservatory. Her voice was (my
            hands resist writing this word) not only beautiful and tender, but also very strong.
                  She sang pop music and travelled all over the Soviet Union with her group – from
            Far East to its Western border, from Far North to the Pamir and Altai mountains. It
            would be easier to say where she has not been. She told me when their group went to
            the Pamir Mountains an excursion was organized for them. A guide led them to a very
            beautiful place with a rock hanging over a precipice. While the guide described the
            sights of the place in glowing terms, Svetlana went to the edge of the rock and sat down
            with her legs dangling in the air.

                  When the guide saw her there, his face went ashy. He crawled to her, begging her
            not to stir  or move. Surprised by his reaction, she calmly put her feet on the rock, got
            up and joined the others, and the guide followed her crawling... When she told me about
            that, smiling the way nobody could smile, she confessed that now she hardly dared to
            do such a thing. But I am sure, if the necessity had arisen, Svetlana would have done it
            without thinking twice.
                  She proved her bravery in deed repeatedly over the whole time we were together!
            People who are not afraid of anything do not exist. Heroes fear the same way others
            do. The difference between them and others is that heroes are able to suppress the fear
            generated by the instinct of self- preservation and do what they should do; at the same
            time they don’t flaunt it but consider that anybody could act like this. There is another
            thing about heroism. It is one thing to gather one’s strength to accomplish just  one
            heroic act, basking for the rest of one’s life in the rays of glory, and quite another to
            accomplish a feat every day and not consider it some special act of heroism to boast of
            in front of others. Svetlana was exactly this kind of person.

                  During all those amazing years which we spent together, we were together despite
            the enormous distances by which the enemies separated us. Her big warm child’s, in
            the best sense of this word, heart shrank in fear, but despite that she went and did what
            needed to be done, not for her personally, but for the cause, for the sake of other people
            who would never know what she’d been through for that.
                  More of it later…
                  Someone may say that there were many concert groups that toured all over the
            Soviet Union. It is true; there were a lot of them. Svetlana sang her songs in several
            languages – Russian, Lithuanian and English. She was a remarkable singer, a real star.

            Regrettably, not very many people had the opportunity to hear her. She did not appear

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