Men who fear demons see demons everywhere.

Both sides so blinded by their fear and hate of each other that they couldn't see they were all fighting for the same thing.

The boy planted his hands on his hips and a broad smile lit his face. "My name's Peter. Can I play too?

Peter stood, cleared his throat, and began to hum softly, then sing, slowly building up the song as his voice cleared. He found the old tune, the song of the Sunbird. And as he sung, as his rich voice echoed off the tall cliffs, the birds and the faeries lent him their voice and soon the tune drifted throughtout the garden.

Men-kind shared this world for but a blink, then, sadly, they became enlightened, found science and religion. The new world of men left little room for magic or the magical creatures of old. Earth’s first children were driven into the shadows by flame and cold iron, by man’s insatiable need of conquest.

That's the spirit, one part brave, three parts fool.

Go and play. Run around. Build something. Break something. Climb a tree. Get dirty. Get in some trouble. Have some fun.