No longer will I go by that 'title'. It is an old thing from an old life. I am no longer the hunter that hunts for the fun of causing others harm. That is entirely too close to what the Faceless does. I am now the hunted. I will use what I do to survive and to try to protect others from Him if I am called to do so. I am also reminded that this situation I am now in...I could have prevented it. There were warning signs, I had plenty of chances. Now it is too late. Now all that is left is to make the best of it.
As far as making the best of it goes. This morning when I awoke and saw the Faceless, I threw a knife at his head. Yes. I know that it will do no damage to Him. It might amuse Him, or it might make him angry. Who knows. But I had do do something besides sit here and be afraid. And it just so happened that I had an extra knife nearby. I rather like the idea of pranks and jokes and the like..Maybe this will become a more common occurrence.
I'm going to fight you, Faceless bastard.