I wrote the start of chapter 6 a few days ago. It feels a bit like …
She permitted her cold gaze to let go of Woland and Koroviev ever so briefly and wander to that of the four enormous arched windows in the hall, which was right behind the two agents who had come to report. Outside the great hall in the central Tower, she could see how the crystalline structures of the Secret City all glowed translucently with the light from the autumn sun. She could also see the sun rays cascade through that particular great window like a perpetually shining waterfall that conferred on everyone gathered in the hall a slight aura of light.
Yeah, like that.
And this was an excerpt.