Places of Glamour
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery. But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! .. .And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware! Samuel Taylor Coleridge, "Kubla Khan, or A Vision in a Dream"
Though changelings are creatures of the Dreaming, they are barred from their homeland. Arcadia lies beyond their reach, both through the closing of all gates and roads that led to the realm (at least those from the Earth side), and through the Banality that changelings assume when they don mortal bodies to shield their faerie essence from the cold tides of disbelief. With Banality a constant threat to their physical essence, changelings have great need for places to which they can retreat. They also crave mental respite from the rigors of the mundane world, which threatens to eat away at their personalities at every turn.
They must have some place that is tied to the Dreaming, a site that allows them to be what they truly are without hiding behind the mortal masks they wear in public. Changelings who have no havens of their own often find at least temporary shelter and companionship within a variety of refuges. Many such places exist (though far fewer now than before the Shattering), all holding Glamour within them. Their ties to the Dreaming are closer than the rest of the mundane world's, and they maintain far more chimerical aspects than less "magical" spots.
The Silver Path