A tale of self-sacrifice and selflessness.
I
Odin, the Allfather, sat one day on his high
air-throne, and looking around him, far and wide, saw three fierce monsters.
They were the children of the mischievous fire-god Loki, and Odin began to feel
anxious, for they had grown so fast and were getting so strong that he feared
they might do harm to the sacred city of Asgard. The wise father knew Loki had
given strength to these dreadful creatures, and he saw that all this danger had
come upon the Æsir from Loki’s wickedness.
One of these monsters was a huge serpent, that Odin
sent down into the ocean, where he grew so fast that his body was coiled around
the whole world, and his tail grew into his own mouth. He was called the
Midgard serpent.
The second monster was sent to Niflheim, the home of
darkness, and shut up there.
The third, a fierce wolf, named Fenrir, was brought to
Asgard, where Odin hoped he might be tamed by living among the Æsir, and seeing
their good deeds, and hearing their kind words; but he grew more and more
fierce, until only one of all the gods dared to feed him. This was the brave
god, Tyr. He was a war-god, like Thor, and is sometimes called the Sword-god.
Tyr was loved by all because he was so true and faithful.
Each day the dreadful wolf grew larger and stronger,
till all at once, before the Æsir thought about it, he had become a very
dangerous beast.
Father Odin always looked troubled when he saw Fenrir,
the wolf, come to get his evening meal of meat from Tyr’s hand, and at last one
night, after the wolf had gone growling away to his lair, Odin called a meeting
of the Æsir. He told them of his fears, saying they must find some plan for
guarding themselves and their home against this monster. They could not slay
him, for no one must ever be killed, and no blood must be shed, within the
walls of the sacred city.
Thor was the first to speak: “Do not fear, Father
Odin, for by to-morrow night we shall have Fenrir so safely bound that he
cannot do us any harm. I will make a mighty chain, with the help of my hammer,
Miölnir, and with it we will bind him fast!”
When the Æsir heard these words of Thor, they were
glad, and all went home rejoicing—all save the Allfather, who was still
troubled, for he well knew the danger, and feared that even the mighty Thor
would find this task too much for him. But Thor seized his hammer, and strode
off to his forge. There he worked the whole night long, and all through Asgard
were heard the blows of Miölnir and the roaring of the bellows.
The next night, when the Æsir were gathered together,
Thor brought forth his new-made chain, to test it. In came Fenrir, the wolf,
and everyone was surprised to see how willingly he let himself be bound with
the chain. When Thor had riveted the last links together, the gods smiled, and
began to praise him for his wonderful work; but all at once the wolf gave one
bound forward, broke the great chain, and walked off to his lair as if nothing
had happened.
Thor was much disappointed, still he did not lose
courage. He said to the Æsir that he would make another chain, yet stronger.
Again he set to work, and for three nights and three days the great Thor worked
at his forge without resting.
While he worked his friends did not forget him. They
came and looked on while he was busy, and, as they watched the mighty hammer
falling with quick blows upon the metal, they talked to Thor or sang noble
songs to cheer him; sometimes they brought him food and drink. One visitor, who
was no friend, fierce Fenrir, the wolf, sometimes put his nose in at the door
for a moment, and watched Thor at work; then, as he went away, Thor heard a
strange sound like a wicked laugh.
At last the chain was finished, and Thor dragged it to
the place of meeting. It was so heavy that even the mighty Thor could hardly
lift it, or drag it as far as Odin’s palace of Gladsheim. This time Fenrir was
not so willing to be bound; but the gods coaxed him, and talked of his great
strength, and told him they were sure he would easily break this chain also.
After a while he agreed to let them put it around his neck.
This time Thor was sure the chain would hold firm, for
never before had such a strong one been made. But soon, with a great shake and
a fierce bound, the wolf broke away, and went off to his lair, snarling and
showing his wicked teeth, while the broken chain lay on the ground.
Thor Chaining Fenrir
Sadly the Æsir came together that night in Odin’s
palace, and this time Thor was not the first to speak; he sat apart and was
silent.
First spoke Frey, the god of summer and king of the
fairies. “Hearken to me, O lords of Asgard!” he said. “I have not won a brave
name in battle, like the noble Tyr, neither have I done such mighty deeds as
the great Thor and others of our heroes. Instead of fighting giants and
monsters, I have spent most of my life in the woods, among the flowers,
listening for hours to the birds. Many things have I watched, some perhaps that
my brothers thought too small to be worthy of notice. I have learned many
lessons, and the greatest of them all is to know how much power there is in
little things, and to see how often the work, done quietly, and hidden from the
eyes of men, is the finest and the most wonderful. Since we cannot make a chain
strong enough to bind Fenrir, let us go to the little dwarfs, who work in
silence and in darkness, and ask them to make us a chain!”
The Allfather’s troubled face grew brighter as he
heard Frey speak, and he bade him send a messenger quickly to the dwarfs, to
order a chain made as soon as possible.
II
So Frey went out, leaving the Æsir in their trouble,
and came to his own lovely home, Alfheim. There everything was bright and
peaceful, and the little elves were busy and happy. Frey found a trusty
messenger, and sent him with all speed to the dwarfs underground, to order the
new chain, and to return as soon as he could bring it. The faithful servant
found the funny little dwarf workmen all busy in their dark rock chambers, far
down inside the earth, while at one side, in a lighter place, sat their king. The
messenger bowed before him, and told him his errand.
The dwarfs were a wicked race, but they were afraid of
Odin, for they had not forgotten the talk he once had with them, when he sent
them down to work in darkness underground, and since that time they never had
dared disobey him. The dwarf king said it would take two days and two nights to
make the chain, but it would be so strong that no one could break it.
While the busy dwarfs were at work, the messenger
looked about at the many wonderful things: the great central fire which burns
always in the middle of the earth, watched and fed with coal by the dwarfs;
above this, the beds of coal, and bright precious diamonds, which the dwarfs
took from the ashes of the fire. In another place he watched them putting gold
and silver, tin and copper, into the cracks in the rocks, and he drank of the
pure, underground water, which gives the Midgard people fresh springs.
After two days this messenger returned to the dwarf
king. The king, holding out in his hand a fine, small chain, said to the
messenger: “This may seem to you to be small and weak; but it is a most
wonderful piece of work, for we have used in it all the strongest stuff we
could find. It is made of six kinds of things: the noise made by the footfall
of cats, the roots of stones, the beards of women, the voice of fishes, the
spittle of birds, the sinews of bears. This chain can never be broken; and if
you can once put it on Fenrir, he will never be able to throw it off.”
Odin’s messenger was glad to hear this, so he thanked
the dwarf king, and promising him a large reward, he went on his way back to
Asgard, where the Æsir were longing for his return, and were all rejoiced to
see him with the magic chain.
Now Father Odin feared that Fenrir would not let them
bind him a third time, so he proposed they should all take a holiday, and go
out to a beautiful lake to the north of Asgard, where they would have games and
trials of strength. The other gods were pleased with this plan, and all set out
in Frey’s wonderful ship, which was large enough to hold all the Æsir with
their horses, and yet could be folded up small enough to go in one’s pocket.
They landed on a lovely island in the lake, and after
the races and games were over, Frey brought out the little chain, and asked
them all to try to break it. Thor and Tyr tried in vain; then Thor said, “I do
not believe anyone but Fenrir can break it.”
Now the wolf did not want to be bound again; but he
was very proud of his strength, and, for fear of being called a coward, said at
last he would let them do it, if he might hold the right hand of one of the
Æsir in his mouth while they bound him, as a sign that the gods did not mean to
play any tricks.
When the gods heard this, they looked at each other,
and all but one of them drew back. Only the brave, good Tyr stepping forward,
quietly put his hand into Fenrir’s mouth. The other gods then put the chain
around the beast, and fastened it to a great rock. The fierce creature gave a
leap to free himself, but the more he struggled the tighter grew the chain. The
Æsir gathered about him in joy to see this, but their hearts were filled with
sorrow when they saw that their noble Tyr had lost his right hand; the dreadful
wolf had shut his teeth together in his rage, when he found he could not get
free.
Thus the brave Tyr dared to risk danger for the sake
of saving others, and gave up even his right hand to gain peace and happiness
for Asgard.
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From: ASGARD STORIES
ISBN: 978-1-907256-XX-X
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