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Blood of Dragon
Ilusstration of Siegfried
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The Flame That Could Not Burn — The Hero That Still Burns On
He rose not to rule,
but to ride.
but to ride.
Not born of kings,
but of fire.
Of fate.
Of dragon’s blood.
but of fire.
Of fate.
Of dragon’s blood.
His name was Siegfried.
And this is not a tale of triumph—
but of glory touched by shadow.
And this is not a tale of triumph—
but of glory touched by shadow.
He did not die in battle.
He died in silence.
In trust betrayed.
In the pause between breath and blade.
He died in silence.
In trust betrayed.
In the pause between breath and blade.
But his name lived.
It bled through songs and steel.
And in that, he rose again.
It bled through songs and steel.
And in that, he rose again.
Listen and Become Part of the Story
This is no fairytale.
This is legend,
raw and untamed.
This is legend,
raw and untamed.
Let the rhythm carry you through fire-lit caves,
through battlefields soaked in prophecy,
through love given freely and stolen in turn.
through battlefields soaked in prophecy,
through love given freely and stolen in turn.
This is not Siegfried’s voice alone.
It is the echo of every soul who dared to shine—
and paid the price.
It is the echo of every soul who dared to shine—
and paid the price.
The Tale — Of Dragon’s Blood and Brother’s Blade
Siegfried slew the dragon.
Not for gold.
Not for glory.
But because it was there.
Because something called him.
Not for gold.
Not for glory.
But because it was there.
Because something called him.
From its blood, he took power.
Invincibility.
Fire within skin.
Invincibility.
Fire within skin.
He claimed the hoard.
He won Kriemhild’s heart.
He conquered darkness,
with laughter in his chest.
He won Kriemhild’s heart.
He conquered darkness,
with laughter in his chest.
But the shadows were not slain.
They wore faces.
Smiled in feasts.
Plotted in silence.
They wore faces.
Smiled in feasts.
Plotted in silence.
And one day,
in the forest,
he fell.
in the forest,
he fell.
Not to beast,
but to brother.
Not in war,
but in trust.
but to brother.
Not in war,
but in trust.
A spear in the back.
A hero on the ground.
A legend…
rising.
A hero on the ground.
A legend…
rising.
The Legend Behind — Siegfried the Slayer
The story of Siegfried (or Sigurd) is one of the most powerful in Germanic and Norse mythology.
From the Nibelungenlied to the Volsunga Saga,
he is the symbol of strength, passion, and tragic downfall.
he is the symbol of strength, passion, and tragic downfall.
He killed the dragon Fafnir.
Bathed in its blood.
Became almost invincible.
And yet—
he fell not by swordplay,
but by betrayal.
Bathed in its blood.
Became almost invincible.
And yet—
he fell not by swordplay,
but by betrayal.
“Blood of Dragon” is not about how he lived.
It’s about how he became eternal.
It’s about how he became eternal.
Because legends do not need breath.
They only need someone to remember.
They only need someone to remember.
Featured Quote
"You may strike the man.
But you cannot kill
the roar he left behind."
But you cannot kill
the roar he left behind."