Suggested by AI Evans
Birthdays were such amusing affairs to Galaxia. Full of pomp and circumstance. In many ways, they were the ultimate futile attempt of these humans to push back against the inevitable chaos that surrounded them.
They'd send out invitations, round up decorations and confections, all to celebrate a year in a life. A life that was fleeting and short. Yet they tried to make meaning of it anyway. Singing their congratulations at another year traversed.
In fact, it amused Galaxia so that she almost felt a twinge of remorse at soon snuffing them out. She even thought of entertaining the ritual with her subjects. Or maybe that was something else trying to fight its way through.