Lightzy

has it been another year already holy shit
its my 3 year anniversary again and idk what to say, i havent posted anything in months and idk, im just trying to get better and better. this christmas im gonna be getting a tablet so i might start posting again. thank you to all who actually still follow me ;v ; and keep waiting for my posts!

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Hearing nothing but trees sway in the morning is how I wake up every day. I live in a cave, since I was banished about 10 years ago, I think. I can’t seem to remember. I know it was a long time ago. Rounding it to 10 years seems to be the best option. But my name is Light, I’m 16, I have long blonde hair and crimson red eyes. I have a face. “Why say that?” you’re thinking. Just because most of the people I know don’t. I do. The only other person I know with a face is Serapha, but she’s bad news.

Serepha is a girl who decided to take over that village down there, and banished me along with it. Always dressing provocatively because she’s insane. No, literally. I’m not kidding. She’s insane, said so herself. Just go along with it, I’m pretty sure she’s lying.

Now getting back to why I have a face, well, you see.. Everyone here is drawn. It’s rare to see someone who has a face. When you do have a face, you can see, speak, listen, feel, learn, everything else. Although, some people are unfortunate enough to have a “no-face”. That’s their names. No wonder Serapha decided to take over so easily. Because all they do is listen! I can remember only the ones who had laughed at me leaving the village. But y’know, home sweet home, right?


My cave is pretty much all I need. I have a fake window, made with chalk. A bed, that’s not the best but it’s a rock. Again, pretty much, everything is fake. I feel like a peasant, y’know? No money, no amazing clothing, not even a REAL window? This is the life of being banished, just a prison. I really need a haircut.

Apparently, everyone with a face has a power. But I haven't found mine yet. Weird huh? You usually get it when you’re young. But then again I didn’t have any parents, drawn, remember? I’m sure everyone who has a parent who has a kid who has a face, doesn’t have a face. It wasn’t their idea. Really. It was the “creators” I heard she’s a giant monster who can control whatever she wants in this world.

While sitting on the ledge of my cave on top of this hill. Watching the village, it seemed so happy. I smiled, thinking of what it would be like if I had a village.
Very tranquil, and quiet. Suddenly frowning, standing up, and running to my cave. Fetching a cloak, writing something on a paper pinned on the cave and fled.

          “I’m on my way to change everyone.”
                The walk down was worrying. Imagine signs of your face saying not to enter. Annoying, I have red eyes not blue! But who cares, seeing the village so close to my grasp. The straw rooftops and the jovial store workers. My footsteps went to a halt in a second, concerned on what would happen when I walked in. Staring down at my feet, sulking. I started to recoil, and careened back and forth to the cave and the village.

                    “Are you afraid?” Turning around to no one saying that. Almost like it was it in my head. Confused I decided to throw the voice away and run to the village. Eager to get in and stay.

The Village was very lackluster, and squalor. Seemed as if no one was happy. How would I know though? They don’t have faces. “E-Excuse me..” I whispered being pushed from side to side. “Pardon me but..” The pain of my foot being stepped on made me yelp. Everyone looked at me. My cloak was on though, so I hid my face. Everyone went back to their jobs.

The wind had soon picked up, which made my cloak fly off. Gasps and shrieks started. Where are they coming from? I looked around, and everyone had no faces. They had a mouth but it didn’t move. The horror of it was terrifying. Until..

“Just, what do you think you’re doing here?” A voice said, wasn’t the same voice.