Guided Sleep Meditation & Sleep Hypnosis from Sleep Cove - Norse Mythology - The Sword Gram and the Dragon Fafnir
Episode Date: January 19, 2026In Regin’s smithy, Sigurd sees a shield painted with the dragon Fafnir and hears about the treasure the dragon guards. Sigurd says he doesn’t care about dragons or gold, but he can’t stop dreami...ng about them. Finally, Regin the smithy tries to forge a powerful sword to help him defeat the dragon. Will the sword be powerful enough or will the broken pieces of Gram, his father’s famous sword, be needed instead? Please leave a 5-star review & SUBSCRIBE on Apple and Spotify. Sleep Cove Premium Become a Premium Member for Bonus Episodes & Ad-Free listening: Visit https://www.sleepcove.com/support and become a Premium Member. Get Instant Access and sign up in two taps. The Sleep Cove Premium Feed includes: - Access to over 400 Ad-free Episodes - Regular Exclusive Bonus Episodes - A Back Catalogue of Dozens of Exclusive Episodes - Full Audiobooks like Alice in Wonderland - Your name read out on the Show - Our Love! Get your 14-day free trial: https://sleepcove.com/support For Apple users, click the TRY FREE button for a 2-week free trial and become a Premium Member Today. - YouTube Bedtime Story Channel - https://rb.gy/t7wyjk - YouTube Sleep Hypnosis & Meditation Channel with three hour episodes - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClE6WJgPYRBtwVQ1qDBrbqw Support our Sponsors: This episode of Sleep Cove is brought to you by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try at betterhelp.com/sleepcove and get on your way to being your best self. - YouTube Bedtime Story Channel - https://rb.gy/t7wyjk - YouTube Sleep Hypnosis & Meditation Channel - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClE6WJgPYRBtwVQ1qDBrbqw Connect: - Join the Newsletter for a Bonus Meditation - https://www.sleepcove.com/bonus - Facebook: https://rb.gy/azpdrd - Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/sleep_cove/ - TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@sleepcovechris Recommended Products: Comfortable Sleep Headphones - https://www.sleepcove.com/headphones The Best Mattress from Puffy: https://sleepcove.com/puffy _______________ All Content by Sleep Cove is for educational or entertainment purposes and does not provide or replace professional medical advice, diagnosis or treatment. Always seek the advice of your medical professional before making any changes to your treatment and if in any doubt, contact your doctor. Please listen in a place where you can safely go to sleep. Sleep Cove is not responsible or liable for any loss, damage or injury arising from the use of this content. _________________ Sleep Cove content includes guided sleep meditations, sleep hypnosis (hypnotherapy), sleep stories (visualizations) and Bedtime Stories for adults and grown-ups, all designed to help you get a great night's sleep Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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In the story, Sir Gould goes to Regin Smithy.
He sees a shield painted with the dragon, Favnir,
and hears about the treasure the dragon guards.
Sir God says
He doesn't care about dragons or gold
But he can't stop dreaming about them
Finally
Regin the Smithy
tries to forge a powerful sword
To help him defeat the dragon
Will the sword be powerful enough
Or will the broken pieces of gram
His father's famous sword
Be needed instead
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The sword graham and the dragon Favner
mounted upon Granny his proud horse.
Sigord rode to the hall
and showed himself to Alv the king and to Healdus his mother.
Before the hall he shouted out the volsum name
and King Elve felt as he watched him
that his youth was a match for a score of men
and Healdas his mother saw the blue flame of his eyes
and thought to herself that his way through the world
would be as the way of the eagle through the air.
Having shown himself before the hall,
Sigurd dismounted from Granny
and stroked and caressed him with his hands
and told him that now he might go back
and take pasture with the herd.
The proud horse breathed fondly over Sigurd
and bounded away.
way. Then Saguad strode on until he came to the hut in the forest where he worked with a cunning
smith Riggin. No one was in the hut when he entered, but over the anvil in the smoke of the
smithy fire, there was a work of Riggins' hands. Sourd looked upon it,
and a hatred for the thing that was shown rose up in him.
The work of Riggins' hands was a shield, a great shield of iron.
Hammered out on that shield and coloured, with red and brown colours, was the image of a dragon.
A dragon lengthening himself out of a cave.
Sigurd thought it was the image of the most hateful thing in the world
and the light of the smithy fire falling on it
and the smoke of the smithy fire rising round it
made it seem verily a dragon living in his own element of fire and reek
while he was still gazing at the loathly image
Regin, the coming smith came into the smithy.
He stood by the wall and watched Seagord.
His back was bent.
His hair fell over his eyes that were all fiery,
and he looked like a beast that runs behind the hedges.
I, thou dost look on Vavnir,
the dragon, son of the Loszogues, he said to Sigurd.
Mayhap it is thou who wilt slay him.
I would not strive with a beast.
He is all horrible to me, Sigord said.
With a good sword, thou mightst slay him and win for thyself more renowned than ever.
thy father's head, Regan whispered.
I shall win renown as my father's won renown, in battle with the men and in conquest of kingdoms,
Sir God said.
Thou art not a true Vosong, or thou wast gladly go where most danger and dreaders, said Riggin.
Thou hast heard of Vavnir the dragon
Whose image I have wrought here
If thou dost ride to the crest of the hills
Thou mightst look across
To the desolate land
Where Vavnear has his haunt
Know that once it was a fair land
Where men had peace and prosperity
But Vavnear came
and made his den in a cave nearby, and his breathings, as he went to, and came from the river,
withered up the land, and made it the barren waste, that men called Ginterheath.
Now, if thou art a true Valsong, thou wilt slay the dragon, and let that land become fair again.
and bring the people back to it, and so add to King Elves' domain.
I have naught to do with the slaying of dragons, Sir Gord said.
I have to make war on King Eligney, and avenge upon him the slaying of Sigmund, my father.
What is the slaying of Ligley, and the conquest of his kingdom, to the slaying?
of Vavnir the dragon, Regin cried.
I will tell thee what no one else knows of Vadnea the dragon.
He guards a horde of gold and jewels,
the like of which was never seen in the world.
All this hoard you can make yours by swaying him.
I do not covet riches, Seagard said.
No riches.
is like to the riches that Favnir guards.
His hoard is the hoard that Dwarf and Vari had from the worlds early.
Once the gods themselves paid it over as a ransom,
and if thou wilt win this horde, thou wilt be one of the gods.
How dost thou know that of which thou seeth.
speakest rig in,
Sigurd said.
I know,
and one day I may tell thee
how I know.
And one day
I may hearken to thee,
but speak to me
no more of this dragon.
I would not have thee make a sword,
a sword that will be mightier
and better sharpen than
any sword in the world.
Thou can't
do this, Regin, for thou art accounted the best swordsmith amongst men.
Regan looked at Cagard out of his small and cunning eyes, and he thought it was best to make
himself active. So he took the weightiest pieces of iron and put them into his furnace,
and he brought out the secret tools that he used when a masterwork was clueless.
blamed from his hands. All day, Sir God walked, beside him, keeping the fire at his best glow,
and bringing water to cool the blade as it was fashioned and refashioned. And as he worked,
he thought only about the blade and about how he would make a wall upon King Ligney and avenge
the man who was slain before he was slain.
He himself was born.
All day he thought only of all and of the beaten blade, but at night his dreams were not upon
walls nor sharpen blades, but upon Vavnir, the dragon.
He saw the heath that was let barren by his breath, and he saw the cave where he had his
den.
he saw him crawling down from his cave, his scales glittering like rings of mail, and his
love, the loath of a company of men, the next day he worked with Regin to shape the great
sword. When it was shapen with all the cunning Regin knew, it looked indeed a mighty sword.
Then again sharpened it and Saguld polished it
And at last he held the great sword by its iron hilt
Menzagord took the shield
That had the image of Vavnir the dragon upon it
And he put the shield over the anvil of the smithy
Raising the great sword in both hands
He struck full
on the iron shield. The stroke of the sword sheared away some of the shield, but the blade broke
in Sagu's hands. Then in anger, he turned on Righun, crying out, Thou hast made a knave's sword
for me to work with thee again, Thou must make me a Walsong sword. He went out and called to
granny his horse and mounted him and rode to the river bank like the sweep of the wind.
Regin took more pieces of iron and began to forge a new sword, uttering as he awoke
as he awaked ruins that were about the horde that Varnia the dragon guarded, and Sengord
that night, dreamt of glittering treasure that he covered.
did not, masses of gold and heaps of glistening jewels.
He was Regin's help the next day, and they both worked to make a sword that would be
mightier than the first.
For three days, they worked upon it, and then Regin put into Sir Gould's hands a sword,
sharpened and polished, that was mightier, a more splendid looking than the one that had been forged before.
And again, Sigourd took the shield that had the image of the dragon upon it, and he put it upon the anvil.
Then he raised his arms and struck his full blow.
The sword cut through the shield, but when it struck the anvil,
It shivered in his hands.
He left the smithy angrily, and he called to Granny his proud horse.
He mounted and rode on like the sweep of the wind.
Later he came to his mother's bower and stood before Gjordis.
A greater sword must I have, said he,
than one that is made of metal dug out of the earth.
The time is come, mother, when thou must put into my hands the broken pieces of gram,
the sword of Sigmund and the Valsongs.
He auders measured him with the glance of her eyes,
and she saw that her son was a mighty youth,
and one fit to use the saw of Sigmund and the Valsongs.
She made him go with her to the King's Hall.
Out of the great stone chest that was in her chamber,
she took the beast's skin and the broken blade that was wrapped in it.
She gave the pieces into her hands of her son.
Behold the halves of Graham, she said,
of Graham, the mighty sword, that in the far of days Odin left in the brannstock, in the tree of the house of the song.
I would see Graham knew shapen in thy hands, my son.
Then she embraced him, as she had never embraced him before, and standing there, with her ruddy hair about her,
she told him of the glory of Graham and of the deeds of his fathers, in whose hands the sword had shone.
Then Sir Gould went to the Smithy, and he wakened her again out of his sleep, and he made him look at the shining halves of Sigmund's sword.
He commanded him
To make out of these halves
A sword for his hand
Regin
Worked for days in his smithy
And Sorgd never left his side
At last
The blade was forged
And when Sagord
Held held it in his hand
Fire ran along the edge of it
Again
He laid the shield
that had the image of the dragon upon it on the anvil of the smithy. Again, with his hands on its iron hilt,
he raised the sword for a full stroke. He struck, and the sword cut through the shield
and sheared through the anvil, cutting away its iron horn. Then did Sigurd know that he had in his
hands of the Volsong's sword. He went without and called to Granny, and like the sweep of the wind,
rowed down to the river's bank. Shreds of all were floating down the water. Sigurds,
struck at them with his sword, and the fine wall was divided against the water's edge. Hardness
and fineness.
Graham could cut through both.
That night,
Graham, the Valsong sword,
was under his head when he slept,
but still his dreams were filled with images
that he had not regarded the daytime,
the shine of a hoard that he coveted not
and the gleam of the scales of a dragon
that were too unlawfully for him to battle with.
