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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

powerful Vidunia then. It means she saw that which others could not. She saw the
future the same way we see the present. She also could see the past. She could do a lot
of things and knew so much that nobody else knew. Most likely, ordinary people hated
it. They did not like the "knowing" ones. Although, when they needed help, they came
exactly to us. And we helped. And then those who we had helped betrayed us...

(Vedma is a knowing mother; vedat is to know; videt is to see. – E.L.)
The girl-witch’s eyes grew dark and looked at something very far away. For an
instant she saw and heard nothing around, going to some distant world which only she
knew. Then she shivered and moved her shoulders, as if recalling something very
frightful and quietly continued:

– So many centuries have passed, and I still feel how the flame devours me. That
is probably why it is "cold" here as you say, dear. – Addressing Stella, the girl finished.
– But you can’t in any way be a Witch! – Stella stated confidently. – Witches are
old and ugly and very bad. So it is written in our fairy-tales which my Gran read to me.
And you are good! And so beautiful!
– Well, there are fairy-tales and fairy-tales. – The girl-witch sadly smiled. – In fact
it is people who write them. And probably somebody finds it much more comfortable
that we are depicted as old and ugly. Thus it is easier to explain the inexplicable and
cause hostility. A young and beautiful woman, when burnt, will gain your sympathy
much easier than an old and ugly one, right?

– Well, I am sympathetic about old women too… if they are not wicked, certainly.
– Stella said, casting down her eyes. – Any person is worthy of sympathy when
confronting such a frightful end. – And, on moving her shoulders as if imitating the
girl-witch, she continued: – Were you really-really burnt?! Being absolutely alive? It
must be so painful! But what is your name?
As usual words poured down out of the little girl like from a machine-gun. I could
not stop her and was afraid that the hospitable hosts would be offended in the end and
we would turn from pleasant guests into a burden of which they would wish to be rid
as quickly as possible.

But for some reason nobody was offended. Both the old man and his beautiful
granddaughter answered any questions with friendly smiles, and it seemed that they
sincerely enjoyed our presence for some reason.
– My name is Anna, dear. And yes, I was "truly-truly" burnt once... But it was a
very long time ago. Almost five hundred earthly years have already passed...
I looked at this amazing girl in absolute shock, unable to take my eyes off her and
tried to imagine through what nightmare this surprisingly beautiful and tender soul had
to go!

They were burned at the stake for their Gift!!! Only because they could see and
do more than others! But how could human beings do such things?! Although long
ago I understood that no beast was able to do what man sometimes did. It was so wild
that for a very brief instant I wished I were not called a human being.
This was the first time in my life when I really heard about the real Veduns and
Vedmas, in the existence of which I always believed. And when I saw at last the most

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