A distorted version of history? (S1 Ep.11-3)

Elizabeth: Rose, this is Francis as Joan he is a witch. He's here to help us. If you allow?!

Took me a hair. - Au. - With a magically pass raised it. Repeated, as I heard Joan before, a Latin phrase. I could only tell just the final part "Invisibilia". And did it disappear.

Francis: Now we can go. They won't follow us.

Rose: Who's following you? And why?

Elizabeth: Come on, let's go. I explain you everything when we get safe.

We left the library and followed to the outside. Guided by Elizabeth, I entered her car. During the trip, little was said, but when we got to our destination, the sight of an old warehouse, decaying, warned me to leave! My curiosity got the better of me and I stayed. I wanted to know what was Elizabeth to tell me, needed to know what, in fact, was going on with Joan.

Elizabeth: This is my good friend and protector Anna. She also suffered at the hands of Joan. Before we go any further, I need to know if you are comfortable with the subject. If you feel bad, or sick, it's normal...

Rose: Normal?!

Elizabeth: Stella, or Joan, as you know, removed your memories. To get them back you have to experience it all over again, all the suffering, all the pain. Can be overwhelming. We can't be sure if, to tell you the truth, will trigger your memories. I need to know if you're prepared if this happens. I don't want you to get hurt.

Rose: I'm fine. I want to know the truth!

Elizabeth: All right. – Anna handed Elizabeth a book of old aspect, it seemed kind of an old diary. - In the mid-15th century, there was a Patron family of a small village, that was the village that welcomed my family, along with others fleeing the sick lands. -Leafing through the book, showed some drawings with some scriptures, the handwriting was not noticeable to me. - The family who welcomed, protected and cared for us, had a girl of my age and with her, I grew up, we were great friends. - Got this piece of fabric with torn canvas and in its recorded drawing seemed my face and Elizabeth’s. We looked happy.

Rose: Elizabeth, can't be. I… I have memory of my childhood. The similarities are notorious, but... She is not me...

Elizabeth: After your fifteenth birthday, you were different. You said things that made no sense. You seemed to be going crazy, until you take your own life. – In the words of Elizabeth broke into my mind flash off a cliff, Joan, Stella... - at the time I couldn't understand, why did you leave me, why would you hurt yourself! Until I met the real Stella, her true nature.

Rose: What are you talking about?

Elizabeth: When I confronted her, demanding to know what she had done to you, she threatened me. If I told to anyone about her difference, or about what actually happened that afternoon, I’ld be sorry for all eternity. But I couldn't let her leave in pune. I looked for help, for someone who could stop her, someone with the same powers, but without her wickedness. I searched and searched until I found Anna.

Rose: Anna is also a witch?

Elizabeth: Not anymore... Stella made sure of that.

Rose: What Joan did? Tell me!?

Elizabeth: Enraged Stella fulfilled the promise she made, Anna attempted to stop her to protect me and over her stretched the wrath of Stella, too. For the eternity she will be able for just a year walk in this world, passing 99 years feeding the spirit world. A world where Stella takes her energy, her strength. As for me, for centuries wandered through this world with an unquenchable thirst, saying goodbye to everyone who I ever loved, over and over again. Feeling the pain of being alone and knowing that for eternity I always will be. After seeing you again, her threat made sense. I didn't understand before, "the doomed to return… trapped between the worlds for eternity..." Her evil has no limits. The more her power grows, the bigger is her cruelty. Earn your trust, then your pity and, for last, absorbs your spirit. With her punishments, you become her slave, the source of her feeding.

Rose: Oh, my God! If that is true... - My thoughts were running so fast. With the words of Elizabeth, a lot made sense now. These images, which in power more memories, the strange disappearances of Joan, her control over me…

Elizabeth: Katarina, make an effort, try to remember. We need your help to stop her.