Paralyzed Horse's log, July 3, 3085. Everyday I hear and I see eternity. I am frozen in awe of my knowledge of forever, but I belong only to one girl. Nowhere can I see more clearly than into her heart. When Beth feels heartbreak, I'm stranded in the Stygian Void. Helpless to comfort her, for I am just a horse. Sleep now, Bravest Warriors, and dream of doors and keys and Ralph Waldo Pickle Chips. Today something unnatural has slipped into your universe, an octave of death, a tentacle of time. It is the final gift and it is not for you. Beth does not know it now, but this gift is for her.