Flash Friday: Power Has Limits

A different world.
Magically transformed.
The naked branches had new beauty, the gulls turning ahead became majestic, even the wind, cold and biting changed. Bracing, cleansing.
His lips could still feel hers. His heart sang.
His feet walking with a joyful strut, seemed to hardly touch the floor.
Love.
Love was the magic. It made a dull grey striking. It made a walk home a delight.
Love’s power defeated his worries, his fears.
Love took him away from the boring world. He barely noticed the grime and traffic.
That was his mistake.
Love doesn’t protect from the ninety-two bus.

Any thoughts? You know what to do. BETEO.

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