The Master and Margarita
From the album “Watercolors by Gennady Kalinovskiy”
Neither Gaius Caesar Caligula nor Messalina interested Margarita anymore, just as none of the kings, dukes, cavaliers, suicides, poisoners, hangmen, and procuresses, jailers and cardsharps, executioners, informers, traitors, madmen, detectives, and debauchers interested her. All their names were confused in her head, their faces stuck together into one gigantic pancake, and only one face, framed by a truly fiery beard, the face of Malyuta Skuratov, sat painfully in her memory.
(The face of famous slaughterman Malyuta Skuratov is obviously on the right)