The Master and Margarita

Margarita Before the Flight to the Ball
“Margarita tore the curtain aside and sat sideways on the windowsill, wrapping her arms around her knees. The moonlight licked her right side. Margarita raised her head to the moon and put on a thoughtful and poetic expression. After admiring the moon for a little while longer, and sighing for good measure, Margarita turned her head toward the garden and indeed saw Nikolai Ivanovich, who lived on the ground floor of that same mansion. The moon brightly illuminated Nikolai Ivanovich. He was sitting on a bench, and it was clear from his posture that he had dropped onto it suddenly. His pince-nez was somehow askew on his face, and he was clutching his briefcase in his hands.”