There's a woman speaking, somewhere out of sight; her voice is inhumanly beautiful, and it's clear to any listeners that there's some excitement and anticipation bleeding into her attempts at a calm, matter of fact tone.
"Day 15, Arodus, 4715
Experiment: Mythic Fusion
Subject: Human, female, of exotic origin with desirable magical traits.
Desired Result: Restoration of a mutilated soul with the maximum possible continuity of personality."
A pause for breath, as she fiddles with something.
"Suture, bring me the prepared Nahyndrian crystal. I believe we have a success."
She brings it to the vessel containing what fragments she could locate of the soul she treasures beyond everything, and then triggers the ritual, dissolving both into a mist that can mix together and successfully bind to a host. If everything goes right, in just a few seconds when she finishes casting wish her child will-