Marked By Midnight
Draven said, half-laughing as he wiped under his eyes.
“Way ahead of you, buddy,” Azrik replied, his voice thick as he sniffed, trying not to let the tears fall.
Azrik took the mic again, clearing his throat.
“I… I didn’t expect to be surprised tonight. But I’m pretty sure it looks good on me,” he chuckled, letting the crowd’s energy carry him.
He raised a hand and said, “Let the party continue! This full moon is dedicated to my brother, Draven.”
Cheers and howls roared louder than before. The music picked up again, and the hall came back to life in full celebration.
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