She couldn't sssstop it.Īnd one day the Castle consumed her flower. She thought the flower would destroy the Cassstle. She knew about the Cassstle.Īnd the one who was with her – he didn't help her. She loved thissss world and every fragment of life within it. Green grass turned to black ash.Īnd, stone upon stone, the walls sssstarted rising.Įverybody turned away, nurturing their pain and hatred so they could pour it out again. They nurtured their pain, collected it, mixed it in with hatred.Īnd as their victim became weaker from the burden, they thought they were becoming stronger.īut the land around them changed, as it changed around him. They decided that, for them to become strong, someone else must become weak. They were no longer content with being ssssmall and weak. Pain lived in them, as it lived in everyone elssse, yet they were almost oblivious to it. There was a Shadow too, with small creatures living in it.
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Once the Sssspark shone brightly, and the world was full of light and of life. One day she will die, and, perhaps, this will be a blessed day for all of usss. Touched by the Cassstle, her offspring are changing. She hunted and she fed her offspring – hundredsss of them.īut her ssspark is growing dim. She knew nothing of joy, nothing of grief. It consumesss these landsss.Ī huge creature lived here. Let me sssee it.Įvery living thing feels pain. What's that sparkling? Those ssstones - you know what those are? The Storyteller reveals parts of the story in exchange for Pain Crystals. The Girl The Man The Knight The Storyteller He kept watch over the land, soaking up the pain of its people. Some disappeared from the lands no one knew whether they had crept away or been taken by pain.Ĭastles which once rose into the skies, fell into ruins.Ĭenturies passed the people started calling the stranger 'the Keeper of the Spark'. The stranger opened his hand and the Spark was set free. All you could hear was the whisper of the ashes. I thought: "It's sure to have a happy ending." A narrator, speaking in the girl's voice, tells the story.ĭo you remember it? That tale about flowers? It contains rich symbolism derived from the fantasy world of a young girl - an evil Knight fights to spread pain and a heroic man collects pain, as the girl explores dark scary areas of her own home, discovering secrets. INMOST is a fairy tale about pain, sadness, and loss.
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