And Then I Shall Transform
By Amy Laurens
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Six magical fantasy stories of transformation.
In Which Leaves Are Common Sense: No one tells you what to do when your hiking buddy has a sudden attack of lunar-cy and turns into a werewolf three days before the full moon. Annoying at any time, but on a hike with temperatures falling fast? Potentially fatal…
Tims Testing Day: Lunchtime at the Tims Compound, and the test that determines the direction of Tim's life for the rest of forever happens any minute now. Nerves jitter – but you can't prepare for a test when all it does is see you for who you really are.
Familiars Need Enrichment Too: Sick to death of imprisonment in the castle, Bystar the ferret demands a reprieve. For enrichment, you know. Of course, there's such a thing as too much enrichment…
Had Kafka Been A Teenaged Girl: At four o'clock in the afternoon, Stella wakes up from her nap. As a ladybeetle. A Rottweiler-sized ladybeetle, still somehow in her lacy nightgown. How on earth can she explain this to her family – preferably before they swat her?
A Plague On Both Your Colonies: Remm pines for the love of his life, Jillian, but separated by family feuding, they struggle to overcome the odds as the invading forces of the Helio march down upon the world…
To Walk One Path Alone: It's hard to tell directions in the Realm, but Saefda knows which way to go. Until something – someone – interrupts her path, waylaying her mission and transforming her allegiances in the fae world forever.
Amy Laurens
AMY LAURENS is an Australian author of fantasy fiction for all ages. Her story Bones Of The Sea, about creepy carnivorous mist and bone curses, won the 2021 Aurealis Award for Best Fantasy Novella. Amy has also written the award-winning portal-fantasy Sanctuary series about Edge, a 13-year-old girl forced to move to a small country town because of witness protection (the first book is Where Shadows Rise), the humorous fantasy Kaditeos series, following newly graduated Evil Overlord Mercury as she attempts to acquire a castle, the young adult series Storm Foxes, about love and magic and family in small town Australia, and a whole host of non-fiction, both for writers AND for people who don’t live with constant voices in their heads. Other interesting details? Let’s see. Amy lives with her husband and two kids in suburban Canberra. She used to be a high-school English teacher, and she was once chewed on by a lion. (The two are unrelated. It was her right thumb.) Amy loves chocolate but her body despises it; she has a vegetable garden that mostly thrives on neglect; and owns enough books to be considered a library. Of course. Oh, and she also makes rather fancy cakes in her spare time. She’s on all the usual social media channels as @ByAmyLaurens, but you’ve got the best chance of actually getting a response on Instagram or the contact form on her website. <3
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Table of Contents
And Then I Shall Transform
And Then I Shall Transform
In Which Leaves Are Common Sense
Tims Testing Day
Familiars Need Enrichment Too
Had Kafka Been A Teenaged Girl
A Plague On Both Your Colonies
To Walk One Path Alone
About The Author
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Six magical fantasy stories of transformation.
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In Which Leaves Are Common Sense: No one tells you what to do when your hiking buddy has a sudden attack of lunar-cy and turns into a werewolf three days before the full moon. Annoying at any time, but on a hike with temperatures falling fast? Potentially fatal...
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Tims Testing Day: Lunchtime at the Tims Compound, and the test that determines the direction of Tim’s life for the rest of forever happens any minute now. Nerves jitter – but you can’t prepare for a test when all it does is see you for who you really are.
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Familiars Need Enrichment Too: Sick to death of imprisonment in the castle, Bystar the ferret demands a reprieve. For enrichment, you know. Of course, there’s such a thing as too much enrichment...
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Had Kafka Been A Teenaged Girl: At four o’clock in the afternoon, Stella wakes up from her nap. As a ladybeetle. A Rottweiler-sized ladybeetle, still somehow in her lacy nightgown. How on earth can she explain this to her family – preferably before they swat her?
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A Plague On Both Your Colonies: Remm pines for the love of his life, Jillian, but separated by family feuding, they struggle to overcome the odds as the invading forces of the Helio march down upon the world...
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To Walk One Path Alone: It’s hard to tell directions in the Realm, but Saefda knows which way to go. Until something – someone – interrupts her path, waylaying her mission and transforming her allegiances in the fae world forever.
And Then I Shall Transform
Amy Laurens
AUSTRALIA
In Which Leaves Are Common Sense
Most people think leaves fall in autumn because they die, fluttering drifts of red and yellow and orange and brown, twirling on a breeze that smells like the promise of ice before falling to skitter along the ground with a hollow tick-tick-tick.
Most people, it turns out, are wrong.
About many things of course, but in this case about the leaves: deciduous trees don’t just shed their leaves wantonly, carelessly—or even regretfully.
No.
Deciduous trees lose their leaves because they are frugal.
Turns out, the only reason the leaves change colour in the first place—be that ruby or pumpkin, butternut or hazel, or some striated rainbow in between—is because the cooling weather lulls the plant into sleepiness, and a sleeping plant is a plant that can’t eat (frozen leaves aren’t much good at collecting sunlight anyway, not when frost bursts their cell walls like bubbles, sharp fragments of ice severing pathways like a knife through warm, fresh neurons).
The colour change is just the outward signal of the tree’s common sense: drawing back in all the nutrients the leaf has to offer, slurping them back into the trunk where the tree can nurse on them all winter long, shedding the now-empty leaves like scales, sloughing them off like old skin, discarding dead storage units until the risk of frostbite has passed.
The day I realised I could do the same changed my life.
The snow was—predictably—cold. It was also early, and I’d been caught out hiking unprepared, which was just about the dumbest thing I’d managed to do yet in my life—apart from, maybe, George, and also attending New Beat University. An avid hiker since I’d been old enough to carry any sort of day pack with my parents, I knew the risks inside and out, backward and forward, upside and down.
Never go hiking alone.
Always pack extra Puritabs.
Let people know where you’re going, and when you expect to be back.
Take warmer things than you think you’ll need.
No one gives advice on what to do when your hike-mate has a sudden attack of lunar-cy, though, three days before the full moon. No one tells you what to do when you’re abruptly alone in a sea of grey-trunked eucalypt trees and tea tree scrub that stinks like face cleanser and scratches like the blazes, and you’ve now got two packs’ worth of gear to hike out. Alone.
Werewolves are not considerate hiking buddies, let me be the first to assure you.
Well. Amendment: Probably some of them are, maybe even most of them.
George? Not so much.
(In hindsight, unsurprising: he’d never been a very considerate roommate, either, no matter what physical form he was in.)
And, of course, it was cold.
And as I stood in the clearing where considerate wildlife had trampled down the tussock grass and a fallen gum tree was busy turning silver as it weathered, cold air singeing the inside of my nostrils and burning the tip of my nose, I realised I had a choice: I could get really, really cold as I sat around waiting for George to human up again—probably in three or four days once the moon had passed, but then again, he wasn’t supposed to have wolfed out this earlier either, so who knew?—or I could get really really warm trying to hike two packs’ worth of gear back out.
Or—I scratched my nose, face screwed up—I could redistribute the gear, take the expensive or vital stuff out in one pack, leave the rest somewhere covered and come back when it was safe.
With someone other than George, of course.
Bloody George.
I sighed heavily, rolled my pack over onto its back like a floundering sea lion, and began unbuckling the straps. Stupid to think I could hike a whole day out with both full packs. Not worth the risk.
The sky told me what it thought of that: the clouds that had been fitfully scudding across the sky coagulated into something thick and soupy and so low it seemed like I could practically touch it (or at least throw something high enough to touch it, like a rock, or maybe George, who deserved to be tossed into the sky) and the sky began to spit at me.
I rolled my eyes at the melodrama, rustled the brim of my cherry-red raincoat down over my forehead, and set about repacking the packs.
Out came my bag of dirty clothes. Would I regret leaving them if I needed extra warmth? Probably not.
Stupid weather, sky-spit freezing my fingers and making them slow.
Sleeping mat. Ditched. I had one night max to spend outdoors, and that was if I spent the rest of today lollygagging around instead of moving at pace.
Stupid moon, exerting whatever stupid influence it was over stupid werewolves at a stupid time of the month.
Sleeping bag.
Well. Obviously I was going to hold onto that one, just in case.
Only one though. George could keep his own furry butt warm if it came to that.
Food—check, definitely coming with. Compass, maps, cook stove—yes, yes and yes.
Tent. Obviously. Just in case.
Dammit. I’d have to take both halves.
I fished the fly and poles out of George’s pack and rammed them into my own.
The sky stopped