What everygriff said about ponies was true, Gelfand mused—they were some terribly confused creatures! If it wasn't friendship this, it was forgiveness that. Gelfand didn't presume to understand any of it; but what he did understand, was to never look a gift horse with a guilty conscience in the mouth!

Though he had to admit, the more time he spent with this selfless enigma, the harder it was to watch as she wasted away in her bizarre pursuit of penance...

Cover art commissioned from the inimitable Rocket Lawnchair.