(The music fades to a single, haunting drum beat.) Peyton: (Whispered rasp) Valhalla... Gav: (Deep hum) Calling... Both: (A final, resonant low note) Me.
(The scene opens on a mist-shrouded fjord. Two figures stand on the prow of a longship, their voices weaving through the roar of the crashing waves.) (The music fades to a single, haunting drum beat
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Peyton: (Belting) Can you hear the echo? Gav: (Deep harmony) Across the shifting sea... Both: A promise of the glory that is meant to be! (The music fades to a single, haunting drum beat