Taylor felt the touch of Amy's hand on her back as she shuffled her chair closer to her side. Mistost sighed, a lonely, sad sound, and folded his hands together in front of his robes. "Dear Itaea," he murmured. "How I miss you, my beloved friend."

In the midst of the Eye of Karan, the sky continued to darken as stormy clouds rolled in. Itaea was now pacing around in small circles, her ears pricked and her lovely eyes alert. Suddenly she stopped pacing and drew her lips back ...