Balmung and greyfell

One day a small boy was born. His name was Sigfried. Sigfryed was born to a very rich father. He wore clothes bespangled with gems. They were so decked

With them that they jangled as he walked! One day his father said, “Son, you have to learn a trade. So I’m sending you to a smithy, to learn how to smith.” Sigfrd agreed so of he went. He had to leave his fancy clothes and money behind and that made him unhappy. But when he first entered the smithy he was amazed to see the smith deftly forging a sword with his eyes closed! Then he lived and worked there for many years he eventually began to think of it as a second home. Then he thought, I must get a sword and right the wrongs of the world, so he began smithing a great blade. He made a beautiful hilt of gold and silver, and then a blade of steel. But when he tempered it smashed before his might! Surely, he thought, I need better metal. Then one day he went home to see his parents again and told his mother of his trouble. She said follow me and led him down to the basement where a large lump of silvery blue metal lay. “This,” she said “is a star that fell from the sky. It’s the most valuable metal we own. Take a lump and with, forge a great blade!” and took a large piece and smith a blade. Then he was going to leave the smith but just before he left a statue he saw stopped him it was Odin. He looked at it a second and while he was looking at it the smith caught up and said “go to the west there you find a giant. Talk with the giant and he will give you the greatest horse ever known! So go. I bid you good bye.”  He nodded and rode of into the west. After a while he finally, he arrived there. Then he talked with the giant who was supposed to give him the horse. The giant after a while said you may go choose a horse because I know that’s what you came for. He nodded happily and went into the field. AFTER A WHILE HE FOUND THE PERFECT HORSE. “I WILL NAME YOU GREYFELL! AND YOU SHALL BE MY STEED!’ HE CRYED THEN HE RODE OF INT THE DISTANCE.

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