Norway, the resting place of the souls of the Norse gods.

The melodious song rose to the sea and the sky, the darkness rippled in Althea's eyes, the frost gathered on her right wrist, and the annihilated nature spirit seemed to have regained its form at this moment.

Althea lit incense in her tent and chanted in a low voice, praying to the gods and chanting the slogan of the Viking warriors.

"Behold, I saw my father."

"Behold, I saw my mother and my brothers and sisters."

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