During the
Age of Myth, everything in the world was born with the capacity to dream, therefore, everything possesses - or possessed - the potential to be alive. Although they world has changed since its beginning and may parts of it have forgotten how to dream, some fugitive elements still remember. These vessels of the
Dreaming endure in the hidden corners and secret corners and secret enclaves of the world, remembering as best they can the lost days when every waterfall could talk and every tool was alive. They are the Inanimae, the last children of the
Great Slow Empires that now sprawl across the Earth in mute, immobile ruins. Even to most of the changelings, they are a myth too fantastic to have survived.