That was it! It was of exactly that point, when I realized that she was an earthly woman and, like any woman, she was happy to be a beauty.
Anastasia started laughing.
She asked me to repeat it and walked along the clearing as if she were a model putting one foot in front of the other while walking and demonstrating imaginary finery.
I made an announcement,
My announcement made her cheer up even more.
She ran into the center of the clearing and produced an incredible somersault forward and then backward. Then to the left and to the right, then she jumped up very high, caught at a bough of a tree, swung herself for a couple of times and found herself in another tree.
Then she repeated her
acrobatic feat with somersaults, ran into the center of the clearing
again and started bowing before the imaginary audience being
accompanied by my loud cheers. Then she ran away from the stage
clearing and having hidden herself behind the imaginary wings. She
was peeping out smiling waiting impatiently for another
So, without a shade of doubt, that she could do it, I announced,
Oh, how wrong I was to doubt her abilities! Later on ... it was absolutely something unbelievable and unpredictable!... Anastasia, on having hardly taken one step from behind the “wings”, started to sing.
It was the voice of a famous modern singer Alla Pugachova.
Don't take me wrong, she was not imitating Alla's voice. She was
singing with such an ease reproducing not only the voice itself but
its specific timbre. The manners, the way she was expressing her
feelings and emotions were astonishing. It was great!
For instance, in the perfect lines of the song:
She had screamed out this word, putting into it inexplicable emotions which were a mixture of astonishment and fright. Yes, canvases! Exactly! As they are the most precious things for an artist. Without them it is impossible to create.
The artist gives away his most valuable treasure for his beloved's sake...
Then, when Anastasia was pronouncing the following words:
She also expressed his
despair and confusion watching the departing train which was taking
away his beloved forever. Oh, it was great!
Then I jumped up and started to applaud shouting out,
Anastasia came out cautiously and bowed slowly. I could not help yelling all the way,
She also got excited, started clapping and asked,
Then I became quiet and started to take an all around view of Anastasia and a thought crossed my mind: how amazingly many sided her soul was, as she had managed to bring into the performance such amount of novelty, brightness and beauty! She was quietly looking at me inquiringly.
Then I asked her,
So, Anastasia started her unusual song. At first she screamed out as a newly born baby, then her voice became very soft, delicate and affectionate.
She was standing under a tree, pressing her hands against her chest, her head being bent a bit as if she was rocking a baby to sleep, singing a lullaby song. She was caressing the baby with her voice and was telling something loving to it. Because of that soft, amazingly clear voice, everything stood still even the birds and the chirring in the grass.
Then she became very happy
watching her baby waking up. New sounds of exaltation appeared in
her voice, unbelievably high sounds now were flying over the earth
and then flushing up into the heights of eternity. Now Anastasia's
voice was pleading to somebody, then it was fighting and then it was
again caressing a baby, giving the gift of joy to everything around.
Anastasia even squealed in exaltation, jumped up clapping her hands rhythmically, gave a cry and whistled.
Something unbelievable started happening in the clearing. A she-wolf was the first to appear. It jumped out from behind the bushes and stood still by the edge of the clearing, looking around incomprehensibly. The squirrels were skimming up the trees jumping from branch to branch. Two eagles were flying very low in circles.
Some kind of small wild animals were moving in the shrubs, then a sound of the snapping of dry twigs came to us. A huge bear was making its way through the bushes moving them apart and pressing them. It ran out on the clearing, came very close to Anastasia and stood as if rooted to the spot. The she wolf grumbled at the bear disapprovingly.
Evidently, the bear had approached their lady too close without
getting a special invitation.
The beast was standing motionless, trying hard to understand what she wanted it to do.
Anastasia took a run, jumped up high, gripped
the bear by its paw and started bending herself backward. She was
pulling the bear trying to show that she was going to throw the
beast over herself.
A couple of other wolves
appeared in the clearing and Anastasia repeated the trick with the
bear again and again throwing it over herself. She even tried to
make the beast accomplish a somersault and the poor thing suddenly
tumbled down on its side and stood still.
Anastasia took a very quick grip on the wolfs mane making the beast
press itself to the ground obediently. With the other hand she waved
exactly the way she did in my case, when I had tried to give her a
hug without her permission.
The bear was still lying on its side in a very uncomfortable
position. Evidently it was waiting for another “job”. Anastasia came
to the bear, made it rise, stroked its muzzle and in the same way as
she did with the she-wolf, sent it away from the clearing.
I noted that her breathing normalized very quickly and became as smooth and regular as if she had never done all her incredible exercises.
We proceeded with our game trying all kinds of versions whereby Anastasia could find a job in our world and how she would overcome the existing formalities.
Although we had failed to find an easy
solution as Anastasia did not have papers to prove her education, an
identification or the right of permanent residence. Nobody would
believe her stories about her origin without a birth certificate.
Her wonderful skills and abilities would not count much.
Then she started her amazing reasoning about sex, family, bringing up children, and I thought to myself,