The Fallen

Elok!

You and your men fought well, brother.

you are all warriors

worthy of Odin's halls.

I shall provide your way to Valhalla.

We will go to Valhalla together, brother.

We... will share drinks in the great halls.

May the Valkyrie sing us songs.

They will sing to us

forever!

son...

my soul is slipping

Take my axe

May it protect you

as it always did me.

I will hold it

until you are ready to wield it again

It is your turn to lead them, Bjorn.

It is my time

to die.

No...

We take him with us

There goes our ride home.

Now what?

We sailed around these lands

we landed here

Our homes

are far over these mountains

If we can cross the mountains

we can find our way home.

The mountains?

Do you have any idea how long that will take?

Do we have a choice, Gudrik?

The mountains it is.

He's terrible.

With an axe...

Our king is going to die.

Bjorn should have given him his honorable death.

You keep talking like that,

You'll be dying the honorable death.

How much longer?

Not long my lord.

What did he say?

Sorry my lord.

He says there isn't much food.

He's wondering if we should feed the king.

Your father can heal from the dagger in his side.

But his arm.

He will catch a fever

and die.

You should have let me die when blades and axes were in the air.

Now I lay here...

I am dying like a coward.

Let's eat.

Father?

I'm dreaming...

Father?

What is the most sacred thing in your heart?

Most sacred thing to you

What is it?

Our home.

Our village.

Our lands.

I see your wife standing on the shores of our village.

She wears a golden cloak,

her hair blowing in the wind.

The ocean crashes against the shores.

She waits for your boat.