Damian stood there with his eyes closed, feeling ridiculous.
"Now open them."
And he did.
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh
The sky exploded with light.
Fireworks burst across the darkness in cascading colors, brilliant and overwhelming. But it wasn't just random explosions.
The lights formed words.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAMIAN
The letters hung in the air, burning bright against the night sky, each one perfectly formed and impossibly beautiful.
'Oh… It's my birthday.'
The realization settled slowly.
'I didn't even remember.'
The fireworks continued blooming overhead, shifting from words to beautiful flowers that blossomed and faded.
He turned to look at Luna and found her watching him instead of the display, her silver eyes reflecting the colored light.
"It's past midnight." She stepped closer. "Which means it's your birthday."
Her hands twisted together in front of her.
