………Michael saw two benches on the cliff top and thought he would sit on one and take in the wonderful views and watch the moonlight reflection dance over the waves below. During this very quiet time he relaxed to a point that he fell into a dreamy state and thought entirely of his wife and child and how much he loved them both deeply and beyond words. He desperately hoped that he would see them again soon, and that all the possibilities of the invasion and return of Russia to Imperialism would work out for the best.

How he hoped that it would be a peaceful transition back to power and a complete surrender of the Bolsheviks. Surely they knew that there would be a reversal of their popular uprisings and see that the invasion was a force which they could not win against?

Michael’s dreamy state continued and he was being embraced in a very warm and loving atmosphere which was pervading his body and mind. At that point he saw before him an illumination of an apparition of Natasha who was floating towards him across the glistening sea, growing in size as it moved ever closer to him until it became a full-size vision of Natasha. She was smiling sweetly, as she sat down beside him and snuggled her head onto his shoulder………