Judge us not by our seemings
For we are never what we appear
Come hither, changelings
and join the dream-dance,
lest the winter come
and the Dreaming pass
into memory.
Recall your heritage!
Let the games begin!
The gates to Arcadia, the original paradise, are closed. Only the world of humanity remains. Without any awareness of our true nature, humankind crushes us beneath its banal heel. Joy and laughter are gone; only the Dreaming remains.
We are changelings, the forgotten ones, neither fully fae nor wholly mortal. The last of our kind on Earth, we have built ourselves an invisible kingdom. We are everywhere, yet you have never seen us. We hide, not behind some fragile Masquerade, but in plain sight, with the power of our Glamour. We exist within a real world of make-believe where "imaginary" things can kill, and "pretend" monsters are real.

Never, Never Grow Up
Keeping your imagination

The Dreamer
A guide through the world of Kithain

Changeling: The Dreaming FAQ
Frequently Asked Questions, Very useful

Setting
Wherein the Gothic-Punk world is discussed

Introduction
Background information about the world of Changelings

 Storytelling
Wherein the Art of Storytelling is Considered

Traits
Wherein the Character Traits are Defined

The Emerald Isle
Real and game information on Ireland

The Antagonists
The enemies of the Fae; Those that hunt the hunters

Lexicon
A glossary of Changeling terms

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