It was hard, sketching the flames as they licked the logs. They kept flickering on and
off. Deryn supposed this was nature, not staying still for you to draw. Unlike Clanker
machines, of course. Those stayed frozen in spot unless someone moved them.
Deryn squirmed inside her stiff dress shirt. She'd been barking stupid to take up the lady boffin's other offer of being her valet for some extra pocket money. She had been serving at Dr. Barlow's dinner party all night, and was too tired to change. Instead, she just stumbled into the living room when it was done and dropped down in front of the fireplace. A tray of dirty plates she'd cleare