Arrow Lake Answer now like an astronaut

He laughs and her eye narrows, watching in that cold, calculating way as he rolled the dice and moved closer. She did not overtly react or move but there gained a stillness in her, the snaked winding its coils as it prepared to strike. Make no mistake, Atropos was no rattlesnake. She would not warn him or threaten him before sinking her fangs into him.

Another answer came, brazen and blunt: No. Was it the answer to only one question? Two? Only the wraith knew and the wraith was not one to reveal her cards, her poker face firm and unrelenting. The name, the flirtation, the charm, his efforts in general. All of it was wasted upon the monster that lie in wait.

What do you want? She intoned again, the snake ready and poised.