I Have Seen

I have beheld the Black King, the Faceless. And I am afraid. I see why they run. I see why they cower. I see how He can drive one to insanity. It was a brief, yet lasting, encounter. I had gone down to the shore to taunt Black Hawk, to play with his mind. I admit, I had let my guard down. I did not expect Him to show Himself that night. Our conversation was short, interrupted by Him emerging from the Darkness. I see why they call him a King. Regal. Terrifying. I have never before seen anything so worthy of Fear in my entire life. I felt helpless against Him. I could not run, I could not hide. I wanted to flee. I do not know what stopped me. I want to run and never stop running. And yet, I wish to behold Him again. I wish to see if I feel the same terror as I did before. Am I insane? Maybe I am. Something about Him draws me. And I do not know whether to fight or to submit.