In the quiet of a hollowed out log they appeared. I saw them there one night when the moon was bright. They have been around for millions of years, taking different forms when necessary. Where they come from no one is sure. Legend has it that they come from another universe similar to this one. They take different forms as needed. They might be rocks or birds. I only know that this night, as they appeared to me, they made themselves know as the Doan Deans.
They are here to lighten the burden and turn a tear to a smile with their warmth. They have a tell-tale tear on each of their cheeks.....a magic tear that absorbs your hurts and cares, allowing each who holds them to feel comforted.
You can find a Doan Dean of your own in my Etsy shop.
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