POV: You're Standing Right Under It When It Goes Off 🎆

The story

At night on the shore of a still lake, the camera sits at ground level beside a mortar tube, with a distant tree line and a few warm bonfire reflections low in frame. A lit firework shell sits in the tube with its fuse sparking, then launches straight up with a bright sparking trail while the camera keeps its gaze fixed skyward, tracking the shell until it is a tiny point among the stars. The shell detonates directly overhead in a massive golden-orange burst that fills the entire frame, with trailing sparks arcing outward and back down toward the camera.