Before we continue, let us continue the origins of the dragon Nidhogg.

After Fire had calmed itself into physical form, Yggdrasil willed the fire to its roots. The fire came to it as a dragon. Yggdrasil trapped the dragon within its roots, curling around its body and suffocating it.

Yggdrasil had done this because it realized how unstable fire had become. Fire should not be allowed to run free and consume the realms. And so Yggdrasil tricked fire by willing it home and trapping it.

"Eat from me," it said once it had the dragon within its tangled roots. It brought one of its drooping roots to the tangled dragon's maw.

Reluctance.

Fire was reluctant.

Over time the dragon weakened until finally it sucked on Yggdrasil's roots, drinking the sap and juice it gave off.

Fire's sisters came to the foot of Yggdrasil and looked down its deep cliffs.

Slowly they descended the rocky walls and tufts of dirt until they reached Yggdrasil'sroots to see their sister.

Sifognör the Squirrel came to taunt Nidhogg in her human form.

"Look at these!" she said, skimming her legs with her right hand, "I can walk freely. Shan't you try it, sister? Wait, you cannot!"

Nidhogg only growled at her sister.

Fafnir the Falcon felt sorrow for her precious Nidhogg. She, too, kept a human form to match her sister. Her puffy hair had tiny feathers in it. Golden scales showed in patches on her caramel-colored skin. An overgown of gold streams covered her human body.

Sifognör chose only to decorated her puffed-and-straight fair hair with the shells of bugs whom passed on. Nothing more on the Squirrel, nothing less.

Fafnir gave Nidhogg a sorrowful stare; sighing here and there whenever Sifognör teased her sister's inability to explore the realms Yggdrasil blessed upon the universe.

"How does the sap taste?" asked Sifognör.

Fafnir slapped her sister's arm, "Sifognör! Stop or I shall drop you into Hel!"

Sifognör stopped, fearing her sister's wrath.

Sifognör said to Nidhogg, "I love thee but I am glad I do not share your domicile."

And with a giggle she climbed the cliff that led back up to Yggdrasil.

Fafnir said, "Forgive her," before following suit.

Nidhogg stayed there, glaring at her sisters and cursing their freedom while she had to sit and suck on Yggdrasil's teat-roots for eternity.

She could hear her sisters and the other brings having a celebration on Yggdrssil'sbranches. The sound of merriment and singing made Nidhogg yearn for freedom even more.

So tonight, instead of sucking, she sang.

Nidhogg sang in the language she knew Yggdrasil could understand.

Nidhogg's lone, multi-layered voice could be heard among the happy voices coming from above her.

Her draconic vocal cords produced a song that belonged to nothing as small as a human. Not even an animal.

Fafnir descended the tree to give her food and read to her. As nights came and went she stopped coming to see Nidhogg.

Nidhogg never stopped singing, even if she was the only living soul listening to her song.


Yggdrasil's Blessing (Song)

Interlude. This is the song that is sung during parties on Yggdrasil's branches.

The mighty tree Yggdrasil has given us reason to shout. A celebration of its mighty graces, the blessing of the Nine Realms. Yggdrasil has given us a reason to sing and dance our hearts away. On the branches of our tree Yggdrasil, we look upon the realms it has bestowed upon us.

Prepare your instruments, prepare the food and prepare yourself. The celebration is sure to go one for ages, even when we die. Everyone yell to voice gratitude for our tree. Hearts connected, minds connected, shine in Yggdrasil's health.

From Asgard to Niffelheim and the blue of sacred Earth, our happiness spreads among the realms birthed from our great tree. Show the diversity in the worlds the tree has given us. Hearts connected, minds connected, shine in Yggdrasil's health.

From the heat and cold came the first three realms of nine, with Yggdrasil to tie them to its roots. Hearts ablaze, mind is sound, let us thank Yggdrasil and dance with hope. Hearts connected, minds connected, shine in Yggdrasil's good health.

The World Tree has given us a reason to celebrate. Prepare your instruments, prepare the food and prepare yourself. Everyone yell to voice gratitude for our tree. Hearts connected, minds connected, shine in Yggdrasil's health.

We give many thanks for Yggdrasil's sake. From its roots and to its limbs we spin and laugh. May this merriment never cease to be, even when we die. Hearts conjoined, minds abound, let Yggdrasil shine!


Author Notes: Yggdrasil's song was inspired any and can be sung to Saa Minna Utae ya Odore by Rekka Katakiri. Listen to it on youtube: /5Daew0kTLY8