The Master and Margarita
From the album “Watercolors by Gennady Kalinovskiy”
Then she flew over a glass floor with hellish furnaces burning beneath it and devilish white cooks dashing between them. Then somewhere, already ceasing to comprehend anything, she saw dark cellars where some lamps were burning, where girls were serving hissing meat on hot coals, where they were drinking from large mugs to her health.