Mikhail Bulgakov. The master and Margarita (№ 462969)

“We will always be together now,” a ragged philosopher-tramp told him in a dream, who, in some unknown way, stood in the way of a horseman with a golden spear. - Once there’s one, that means there’s another one too! They will remember me, and now they will remember you too! Me, a foundling, the son of unknown parents, and you, the son of the astrologer king and the miller’s daughter, the beautiful Pyla.