
They stood on the shore and watched as their grandfather drifted up to Valhalla. His dream fulfilled. The ashes from the funeral pyre drifted back to them on the tide. This was the Viking way. Not sadness for his passing, but happiness that he received his reward in their heaven.
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I used to work with a band named Valhalla
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