“ What is gone is not lost. It merely changes its location.” planar saying     Fourth Void Day of Mortis, 126 HR   Rakalla stood at one of the workbenches in her laboratory, the light filtering dimly through narrow windows, refracting in the glass of the carefully labeled vials that filled every available shelf. Krixxi and Figaro were present, as were Haer'Dalis, their new friend Síkhara - and, to the medusa's astonishment, the decuria of the Harmonium. The half-elf Amariel, with whom they had tracked down and hunted the shadow thieves. Her superior, the impressive leonin Runako Fireheart, had actually allowed her to continue the collaboration in order to find out how to return the shadows and the soul fragments attached to them to the victims of the thefts. Rakalla had to admit that she had been surprised. She hadn't expected such pragmatism from a prefect of the Hardheads. But apparently he had meant it when he had said that it was worth so...