{"id":5119,"date":"2015-02-06T07:00:05","date_gmt":"2015-02-06T07:00:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.alchemyengland.com\/site\/?p=5119"},"modified":"2019-02-14T09:56:12","modified_gmt":"2019-02-14T09:56:12","slug":"valentinas-medallion","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.alchemyengland.com\/site\/index.php\/2015\/02\/valentinas-medallion\/","title":{"rendered":"Valentina\u2019s Medallion"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"P496_V3\"<\/a>Valentina Stanescu never had any luck when it came to love. She always fell in love with the wrong men while the men that she wasn\u2019t interested in always persisted in courting her.
\nThe celebration of Valentine\u2019s Day in Romania is not only dedicated to lovers but also to people who are named Valentin or Valentina. So, every Valentine\u2019s Day Valentina also celebrated her name day.And every year she made a wish for her true love to finally show up and make her feel the way she had always dreamed of. But every year her wish remained a painful desire and every year Valentina ended up alone, crying of a broken heart or of unanswered love.<\/p>\n

This year Valentina decided to spend her day differently. A day before Valentine\u2019s Day she went to an antique jewellery store and asked the woman at the counter to pick out an item and wrap it up without telling her what it was. The woman found her request quite strange but Romanian people always acted strangely around Valentine\u2019s Day\u2026The woman chose an item, wrapped it up in a luxurious box and handed it over to the gi\"portrait\"<\/a>rl.<\/p>\n

That night Valentina had a strange dream. A man she had never seen or met before, very handsome and absolutely charming stood before her. His black hair was neatly combed on the back and he was smiling at her as if he knew something she did not. When she was about to speak to him she suddenly woke up.
\nShe sat up in her bed amazed by the clarity of her dream. She looked at her watch; it was officially Valentine\u2019s Day! It was time to unwrap her mysterious jewellery piece. She had placed her present upon her nightstand, and so she reached for it, unwrapped the little box then opened it. She gasped. She couldn\u2019t take her eyes off it. It was a heart shaped medallion of an inexplicable beauty. Even better, it was a locket and when she opened it she faced a black and white picture of the very man she had dreamed of. There were words engraved on the inside of the locket but time had made them quite unreadable. Nevertheless, Valentina took the medallion, rushed to a mirror and put it on. It looked stunning on her pale skin and she stroked the medallion as she admired it and herself in the mirror. Then it happened. In the mirror, just over her shoulder there stood a man. He was smiling at her just in just the way of her dream. She quickly tuned to look behind her . . . No one.<\/p>\n

Was it a ghost? Or was she still dreaming?<\/p>\n

Amazed and frightened by the event, Valentina went back to the shop the next morning and asked the woman about the history of the medallion. The woman didn\u2019t know very much. All she knew was that the man in the picture was named Soare, (Romanian for the Sun) and that he had died in the Bucharest earthquake of 1977. But she said that perhaps the one that had sold her the medallion in the first place might know more. Valentina insisted that the woman should call the owner right away, even though it was Valentine\u2019s Day. And by extreme luck the owner was available to stop by the shop later on that same day.<\/p>\n

Hours of waiting had passed but Valentina would not leave until she had spoken to theprevious owner. She wanted to know more about the mysterious man in the picture and about the writing in the locket.\u00a0Just before closing time when all hope was lost, a young man entered the store. Valentina just stared at him. He looked very much like the man in the picture, only . . . only more handsome. He smiled at her. When she asked about the medallion he told her the inscription that was once written inside the medallion:<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cLife is temporary but love is forever. You will always be my Valentina!\u201d
\n\u2018How do you know that?\u2019 asked the girl.
\n\u2018Soare was my father and Valentina was my mother.\u2019
\n\u2018My name is Valentina!\u2019 stated the girl.
\n\u2018My name is Sebastian,\u2019 said the man.
\n\u2018Do you know more about the medallion?\u2019
\n\u2018I know everything about it and I wouldn\u2019t mind telling you all about it if . . . if you would accompany me to dinner.\u2019
\nShe looked at him and realised at that very moment that Valentine\u2019s Day had finally come.<\/p>\n

So you see, this Valentine\u2019s Day you don\u2019t need a lover to actually receive a present. Just go to a (online) shop, ask them to send you something you don\u2019t want to see beforehand and . . . who knows what might happen. You might find your very own Valentina or Sebastian.<\/p>\n

By Niguanta, of Romania \u2013\u00a0www.niguanta.com<\/a><\/p>\n

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