Earthly Desires

Parlassa Part 2

Parlassa was dreaming. She stood atop a jagged rock, her left foot pierced by a nail that burned with a cold, unrelenting pain. The rock teetered slightly beneath her weight, and she was only a hair’s breadth from the edge of a yawning chasm.

Below stretched a vast, dark ocean, its waves crashing silently against unseen cliffs, as if the world itself had muted the sound in her dream. The wind whipped around her, biting and relentless, tugging at her hair and robes, threatening to throw her into the abyss.

Every movement sent jolts of pain through her foot, but she could not step away. The dream felt impossibly real—every heartbeat echoing in her chest, every shiver magnified by the void beneath her. She tried to call out, but no sound came, leaving her alone with the ache, the height, and the endless dark water waiting below.