as far as the eye can see

The sad state of plastic surgery c.1455:

Dmitri passed out in the forest whilst enjoying a wide bowl of mulled cranberry vodka. Upon waking up, his face had completely fallen off and was in the bowl, useless to him. He worked on this issue with his paramour, Baba Yaga, and the best they could come up with was a wooden face.

With pewter eyes.