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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

So, Svetlana and a strange man had a long heart-to-heart talk. Surprised, she
discovered a very clever and erudite person in many subjects which interested her in
this unexpected and accidental interlocutor. They talked. Time flew. It was getting
dark. Svetlana came to her senses, thanked the man for such a soul-healing
conversation and rushed to the bus station to catch a bus to Alitus, the town where she
lived. On bidding farewell, her interlocutor said that if she needed to, she always could
find him on this bench. The words surprised her a bit, but she did not pay too much
attention to them. After a while she visited Kaunas again and remembered the man with
sad eyes, sat on the bench and submerged in her thoughts. Unexpectedly, she saw him
again. They began to talk and again the time flew by imperceptibly.

Only when the situation repeated for the third time, did Svetlana gather her
courage and ask who he was and how he appeared beside her on the bench. The man
sadly smiled and said that he had liked to sit on this bench; that he was a nuclear
physicist-engineer and got a mortal dose of radiation at work and now he was slowly
dying and his body was in coma.
Svetlana was not surprised at the answer, because whilst being a child she often
helped the dead to perform the transition, but this was the first time this kind of thing
had happened to her. In her childhood she had to go with her spirit out of her body in
order to see the spirits of the dead, but this time she saw the spirit of a dying person
while still being in her body. Svetlana perfectly saw and heard his spirit, the way she
saw and heard other living people.

She was enormously surprised, because this happened to her for the first time.
Several times she met this man’s spirit. On one of her visits to Kaunas she arrived with
her only object being to talk to him, he appeared again and he was different. The
mysterious stranger said that he had waited for her to say goodbye, because his physical
body had already died and it was time for him to go. She felt deep sadness loosing this
man who became her good friend. But life is life and death is death and they have their
laws…
I did not sleep the whole night from Friday 12 to Saturday 13 and went to bed at
8 a.m., being glad that it was Saturday and I did not have to begin my morning working
a phone marathon. Therefore, I could allow myself to be a bit lazy. I knew that Svetlana
slept normally at night and the attacks of the Dark usually come to naught in the
morning and during the day. I would like to explain one thing. My keeping awake at
night to guard Svetlana’s sleep from blows does not mean that I sat in the night, looked
at the ceiling and muttered to myself something like "The Dark go away. I am coming".
The thing is, if I fell asleep, then my spirit went to do the main work and left its clones
instead to defend Svetlana (and not only her). Clones are certainly a good thing, but
they are not me.

Therefore, in order not to fall asleep, I watched TV, wrote something or played
computer games to keep myself in the active state. I went to bed in the morning only
when my eyes began to close on their own and my head began to drop on the keyboard.
Despite the absence of morning calls on Saturdays and Sundays I usually woke up at
the same time I did on working days, but on realizing that it was the weekend, I stayed
in bed as long as I pleased, time and again falling into a deep sleep. Saturday,

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