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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

the fire, rejoice at realizing that they overcame their fear of the holy Inquisition and be
awfully proud of the victory. I will get immortality and be happy too! You, Madonna,
will be alive and nobody could reproach you for treachery or cowardice. All will think
that you were freed by the crowd... So decide, Madonna, I cannot wait an eternity, the
torches of the executioners are already lit, and you need to hurry with your answer.
I’ve shown too much patience and waited for your decision too long...

Isidora looked into his eyes and smiled. And this smile said everything to Caraffa.
He understood that Isidora would never give him the secret of immortality. He
disappointedly waved his hand and stepped back from her...
– The one sentenced to burn does not wish to repent of her sins, and I have to give
the order to begin the execution, no matter how sorry I am to do that, – Caraffa said,
addressing the crowd, and then again waved his hand...

Obedient to his will executioners brought the torches to the straw, and soon the
first tongues of flame appeared. Dry firewood kindled very quickly, and the light wind
which quite recently caressed Isidora’s hair now blew up the fatal flame. Isidora had
always adored watching the lively flames in her fire-place, when the merry tongues
enthusiastically pounced on the fresh log. And now these tongues of flame slowly
aproached her and, with the same enthusiasm, were ready to convert her body into
ashes...
Isidora was not afraid of death. She was ready for it a long time ago. More
precisely, she was not dying for the first time. She died every time when her father was
executed, her beloved husband was killed and her dear wonderful girl was burnt. She
died every time when the devil in papal clothing killed hundreds and thousands of gifted
people; therefore her own life was important to her only while she could fight this
monster. It’s a pity that the only thing he achieved was to watch her withstand the most
frightful thing, the execution of her family, without breaking.
There was only one thing which Isidora regretted in this moment, that being her
failure to destroy this monster in human guise. His protective field remained
impenetrable despite her numerous attempts. Meantime the flame reached her feet, her
clothes began to smoulder, a bit more - and she will turn into a blazing torch. Isidora
was not going to wait for this moment. She concentrated on her heart and with the force
of her thought made it contract ever more rarely and finally it twitched for the last time
and stopped forever.

Isidora quickly and easily left her body and watched from the outside how the avid
flame devoured the vessel of life, which she had just abandoned. Isidora was not willing
to wait for the moment when her body would burn completely. She looked at her enemy.
Caraffa vexedly watched how his hope to become immortal burned in the fire. He had
failed to break this woman after all. His face grew lean and became old. This was how
Isidora saw him outside her body... and on seeing this; she finally understood how
Caraffa’s protection was arranged.
His protective structures were built on the magic of the dead, and Isidora was
able to see that only on leaving her body. Why could not she understand it before!
Indeed the Dark ones think in an absolutely different way. But now she knew and did

not linger! She had more than enough force as her burning body was splasing out its

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