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The last gift. It's there, ever-watching as you grow up and change. It's there no matter how cool and controlled you act. You can tell people, sure in your footsteps, "It doesn't matter. This birthday, or that birthday. It doesn't matter!" It says there, just the same.

This is the final gift. The gift of sacrifice.

As a kid, your first encounter with this gift is often the loss of a pet. Or maybe you're very lucky, and it's only referenced in the skull mask of someone's Halloween costume..