This is a story about a little boy. A little boy who was not like the other children. A little boy
who seemed to belong to another world...
He had no real friends, nor did it look like he would ever have any. His only friend was one he met
in his dreams.
The little boy's dreams were strange. They were like a beautiful book, full of dangerous adventures. And
they were set in a magical world, where strawberry jelly grows like flowers, where he could fly, where everything was simple and easy...
The little boy only really lived in these dreams.
Such people are called Dreamwalkers.
This is the story of one of them.