The White Guard
From the album “Drawings by Sergei Gonkov”
But best of all, the electric white cross in the hands of the enormous Vladimir on Vladimir Hill glittered, and it was visible from afar, and often in the summer, in the black gloom, in the confusing backwaters and bends of the old river, from the willow thickets, boats saw it and used its light to find their way on the water to the City, to its docks.