A Vision

in flash-fiction •  7 years ago 

One evening I ran into a hot-air balloon flying in the city skies. Must be two lovers, I mused, finally escaping from the daily grind. Perhaps they will spend the rest of their lives in the air, moving from country to country, and it will never catch up to them again.

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