One day, I began to draw with absolutely nothing in mind and out came a daemon.  A parade of daemons followed.  It was if they chose me rather than the other way around.

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Soon after, I heard an old tale of villagers who huddled around a fire in fear as a daemon circled in the darkness. A brave villager stood up and, addressing the daemon, said, "I see you.  Would you like to come have tea with me?"

The villager and daemon sat together, sipping their tea. 

'The daemon never meant to frighten us at all!' the villager marveled. 'It simply wanted to be seen and heard.'

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These daemons have come to me and I, in turn, share them with you in the hopes that you will welcome them over an inviting cup of tea.