Serpent Lake הזר

"Waste His time," she'd decided. Her jaw was left cold, and eyes set firm upon the wasteland that had been his face. She saw nothing in it. Nothing now. Nothing, even as the hiss of snakes rang through batty ears. 

But the smile that then traced the chill of her mouth was swimming through rivers of sinister water. Where then, now that he asked so politely, she would lead him in to drown. Something she found fun in, if he felt he could handle the rapids that were Akashingo itself.

"Come."

It was not as if she would stop walking for him.