Sharath stood atop the wind-battered cliff near his estate, his mind alight. Below, waves roared and crashed, unaware that the man above them was about to challenge the heavens. Unlike his previous creations—turbines, hydro channels, power crystals—this was no invention of need.
It was a gift.
Elina's birthday was approaching, and for once, Sharath didn't want to change the world.
He just wanted to make her smile.
But how does a man who has given light to cities and turned war into peace surprise the woman who stood beside him through it all?
By giving her the sky.