Chapter 18
Although it was growing late, and she was tired as well as hungry, Lathwi persisted in the laboratory. She wanted to master the elements of transmogrification as soon as possible so she could move on to the mysteries of transformation. The thought of being so close to attaining her own wings was more provocative than her need for food or sleep.
Her first attempt at this strange new magic had been to give one of Liselle’s jars the semblance of a mouse. It had seemed like an easy task at the time—she had seen plenty of mice in her day; as a youngling, she’d even eaten a few. But the image that had been so sure in her head hadn’t translated well; and the jar had become a meaty grey blur with oversized ears, twig-thin legs and a long string tail. Since then, she had learned to sel
