The Master and Margarita
From the album “Watercolors by Gennady Kalinovskiy”
With a practiced hand, the Master pushed aside the balcony grate in room No. 117; Margarita followed him. They entered Ivanushka's room, invisible and unnoticed, during the rumble and howl of the thunderstorm. Ivanushka was lying motionless, just as he had been when he first watched a thunderstorm in his house of rest. He sat up, stretched out his hands, and said joyfully: “Ah, it's you! I've been waiting and waiting for you. Here you are, my neighbor.”