Changeling Chronicles

Hibiki has what her parents call an 'active imagination'. That is, she sees things that no-one else can. Some call them hallucinations, Some call her a pretender, but she sees them and she accepts them. They're just there. They have been as long as she can remember, after all.

However when she moves to her new home in Riverbridge, a quiet town in northern Westerra, she begins to see things unlike anything she's seen before. The black wolves of her nightmares have met their match... A boy with messy black hair brandishing a gleaming blade and commanding the wind itself, a yellow scarf billowing out behind him as he dances amongst her childhood terrors...

Where does reality end and fantasy begin? When does imagination become tangible?

Welcome to the Changeling Chronicles.