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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

employee intoned the standard speech for such cases as these in French without the
slightest knowledge of what an unusual person–a woman-warrior–he saw off with cold
official words, but it was not important. The most important was what people who
gathered there felt in their hearts, according to their understanding of who Svetlana
was.

Everybody sincerely grieved over her. The ceremony lasted about twenty minutes,
whereupon the coffin with Svetlana’s body slowly went down to the crematorium. We
had to remove some of the flowers. I wanted all of them going into the flame together
with Svetlana’s body, but the orchids were so enormous that they would hinder the
functioning of the oven. Only yellow roses–the roses for her birthday–were left
scattered on the coffin. When everything was ready the throat of the oven opened and
the coffin with Svetlana’s body, surrounded by yellow roses, slowly went into flame.
A wonderful flower of Life, which Svetlana was and is, or rather her physical body,
was leaving surrounded by beautiful flowers. A minute more and the oven doors closed,
cutting that, which quite recently was the body of my dearest, my wife, from the
surrounding world forever…
Certainly, it was just a physical body. Everything, who and what Svetlana was,
did not burn, but, nevertheless, something elusively special did burn together with this
body, something unique, and exclusive. Anyone who attentively read her unfinished
book will understand what I mean. Although the killers interrupted the narration on her
childhood years, and she was deprived of the chance to tell us all the chronicle of her
life, even as a child Svetlana manifested the features of her soul, like selflessness and
purity and the character of a warrior, which few succeed in gaining during a whole
lifetime. And this was only the beginning of Svetlana’s life! How many amazing things
about her life we shall never know, because the enemies took this opportunity from
her. However, even that information which Svetlana had time to write in her first and
now last book impresses both with the surprising depth of thought and content and the
amazingly beautiful and rich Russian.

After the funeral we all arrived at the Château and honoured the memory of
Svetlana. Her favourite orchids and other flowers surrounded her photo in one of the
halls. Her photo where Svetlana is full of life and joy decorated with beautiful flowers
left nobody indifferent who saw this combination. Usually, the person’s photo becomes
"empty" after his death. A photo is always connected to the person and when he dies
and, therefore, the spirit exits the body, the connection between the photo and the spirit
disappears, just as with the physical body. People, who are able to see and feel this kind
of thing, can easily detect it. The same way one can tell whether a person is dead or
alive and determine his or her location, just having his photo or a personal belonging.
So, all Svetlana’s photos remained alive after her death. Probably it is related to the
fact that I "tied" her spirit to me as she asked, or because that her body was restored
and is located in the Moon Valley, where all our restored friends live, after they died
in this invisible war against the parasites. Moreover, her presence on the photos does
not decrease, but on the contrary, increases.
Svetlana… Svetlana… How many unbelievable abilities and talents were
gathered in her! In one of Svetlana’s visits to Malta, she was allowed to visit the
Maltese presidential library, which was previously the library of the Grand Masters of

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