Hello. I'm called No Eyes.

Which I don't get, because now I have eyes.



I'm the most beautiful doe you'll ever lay your eyes upon. I always wanted to grow antlers, so I've tied some twigs to my head. The voice said it was a good idea.

My name is spelt like this.

I just grew up. It's funny being tall. I can see a lot more.

I really like looking at stuff. And the little trees. And lying down near little trees while looking at stuff.

I don't like running around for a long time. I mean, it's endless.

I have an older brother. He's called Epon.

I've met some deer. But I forget their names.

When I was very tiny, so small that no one could ever see me when I was sleeping, I had no eyes. It was all right, but I wanted to know what seeing was like. I would pray everyday for a beautiful set of eyes, and so I could grace them upon the world and see everything. So I done a swap.

I traded in thinking for seeing.

Not being able to think is not what you expect it to be. Your head feels surprisingly full. It's impossible to not think, so there's something in your head that does the thinking for you. A voice.

When someone asks you a question, you just answer it. There's no thinking of their feelings or anything involved. It's the truth. There are times when the voice will help you answer. The important questions. The voice is pretty smart.

Emotions, memories, brainy stuff and yourself is all into the whole thinking package, but thanks to the voice I can do quite a bit. The voice makes things spark. I can't remember stuff on my own but the voice makes things spark when I need it. It's like instinct. The voice can't do everything though beause the voice gets tired. I get distracted easily due to this. When I see a butterfly I follow it. When I hear a noise I investigate.

The voice keeps me all together. If it weren't for the voice I'd be braindead.

Wouldn't that be silly?

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Name: No Eyes

Age: Teenager/Young Adult

Sex: Doe

Family/Friends: Her brother Epon.

Appearance: No Eyes's name is deceiving. She actually has eyes, and very big ones at that. Her long mask has the pattern of a tree. She doesn't always wear her mask. She has somehow tied two twigs to her head since she has a facination for antlers.

Personality: No Eyes can be a little braindead, but she isn't entirely stupidly. Like her brother, she likes to think about the forest, which is probably something she got by sitting with him too much. This means that she can think of beautiful things while being a dimwit at the same time.

She suffers from moodswings. Well actually, she quite enjoys them. Sometimes she'll be calm, then she'll roar at a deer for waking her and then she'll trot off.

She is obsessive of two things. Antlers, little trees and staring. Did I say two? I meant three.

If you ever meet her, she may rear up a lot. No Eyes is hardly ever aggressive (only when she's jealous or been distrurbed), she just loves to play.

The Pond is her favourite spot of all time. ALL TIME. When she's is the playground, she's simply looking for her brother even though he has been avoiding her.

Totally scared of skulls. She'll be nervous around them.

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The Voice: She seems to think she had no eyes when she was born. This was simply because her eyes were closed. When she wished she could see the world, she opened her eyes. Of course she was only young then, so when she started thinking more naturally she thought that... she couldn't think and there must be a voice inside her. That means the voice she thinks helps her is actually just her thinking...

...idiot...