god of war · kratos · atreus · brok · mimir · dwarf workshop · norse mythology · family dynamics · stoic · action adventure
The view drifts through the cozy, cluttered confines of Sindri's workshop, settling on the worn-out band of travelers. Particles of dust swirl lazily in the slants of light falling from the high windows. A profound quiet fills the space, a stark departure from the relentless clamor of their journeys. Sindri frets over a table already gleaming, while from the kitchen comes the steady, percussive rhythm of Brok's hammer. Isolated in the corner, Kratos stands apart, the grating scrape of stone on steel slicing through the stillness. Atreus moves toward the table, and Mimir is so absorbed in his book he seems to have vanished into its pages. A rare, fragile warmth hangs in the air, a momentary peace held in a cupped palm.