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‘I’m here, but unfortunately I cannot be your neighbour any longer. I’m flying away for ever, and I’ve come to you only to say farewell.’
I won’t write any more poems. I’m interested in something else now,’ Ivanushka smiled
‘I won’t write about him any more now. I’ll be occupied with other things.’
The dark Margarita separated from the white wall and came up to the bed.
‘I’m going to kiss you now, and everything will be as it should be with you ... believe me in that,
‘Farewell, disciple,’
began melting into air.
‘Praskovya Fyodorovna!’
‘what just happened in room one-eighteen?’
‘Your neighbour has just passed away,’ whispered Praskovya Fyodorovna,
‘I knew it! I assure you, Praskovya Fyodorovna, that yet another person has just passed away in the city. I even know who,’ here Ivanushka smiled mysteriously. ‘It’s a woman!’
CHAPTER 31 On Sparrow Hills
three dark silhouettes could be seen.
Woland, Koroviev and Behemoth
Azazello,
had the master and Margarita flying in the black tail of his cloak,
Margarita Nikolaevna and master,’
numberless suns melted the glass beyond the river,
In the first moments a wringing sadness crept over his heart, but it very quickly gave way to a sweetish anxiety, a wondering gypsy excitement.
He began to heed and take precise note of everything that went on in his soul.
His excitement turned, as it seemed to him, into a feeling of deep and grievous offence.
to a haughty indi...
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to a foretaste of endur...
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I’m overcome with sadness before the long journey. Isn’t it true, Messire, it’s quite natural even when a person knows that happiness is waiting at the end of the road?
Haha
‘Give us a try, for old times’ sake,’ Koroviev said, rubbed his hand, and breathed on his fingers. ‘Watch out, watch out,’ came the stem voice of Woland on his horse, ‘no inflicting of injuries.’
Haha
she, together with her fiery steed, was thrown some twenty yards away.
the entire excursion boat with its perfectly unharmed passengers was washed on to the low bank opposite.
And then over the hills like a trumpet blast rolled Woland’s terrible voice: ‘It’s time!!’
the cloak began to cover the evening sky.
there not only were no multicoloured towers behind them, but the city itself had long been gone.
Forgiveness and Eternal Refuge
Gods, my gods! How sad the evening earth! How mysterious the mists over the swamps!
Narrator!
The weary man knows it. And without regret he leaves the mists of the earth, its swamps and rivers, with a light heart he gives himself into the hands of death, knowing that she alone can bring him peace.
The magical black horses also became tired
night lit melancholy little lights somewhere far below
— alien lights.
Night thickened,
exposed the deceptions.
the appearance of them all was changing as they fl...
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all deceptions vanished,
the unstable magic garments drowned in the mists.
Koroviev-...
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a dark-violet knight with a most gloomy and never-smiling face.
The knight has paid up and closed his account.‘
Behemoth’s
He who had been a cat, entertaining the prince of darkness, now turned out to be a slim youth, a demon-page, the bes...
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Azazello.
Now Azazello flew in his true form, as the demon of the waterless desert, the killer-demon.
Margarita
