Chapter 59

(Ode To England.)

It was a three hours flight and the plane finally landed at Heathrow Airport. Bruce's magic had disguised any weapon they had on them as legitimate items and so they breezed through customs.

Big Ben could be seen from all direction, its hands of time controlling Londoners' movements throughout the day.

They walked around abit, stopped at a Delhi where they had muffin and an afternoon tea. Refreshed they endured the crowd of London City.

The English were a proud nation and there was much to be proud about. The red, white and blue flags hang from the buildings around every corner.

Tourists were everywhere on Tower Bridge, taking pictures and running their hands along the blue straps and railings as they made their way to Trafalgar Square.

A soft drizzle of rain began. Umbrellas came out of their backpacks as they pasted the bronze lions, resting on hinds leg, watching over the pride of a powerful monarchy.

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