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Atreus can see the peak of the mountain from where they stand, its outline still torn out from the rest of the world. The dark breath still covers the bridge between in a large plume of smoke, from this far away it almost looks beautiful. The fist of the mountain, reaches far into the sky. It feels closer than ever before, yet Atreus still feels a slice of grief tear into his stomach, a previously tightening wound beginning to weep again.
( Kratos & Atreus at the beginning of their journey. Inspired by the audition tape. )