The Fragile Dragons

Because if you can sing it, it's probably true.
I've composed a ballad about Jim Shapiro's shady past as a Son of Svanir in training.



You might know the tune from Puff the Magic Dragon. Harp notes included!


Jormag, the Elder Dragon lived by the sea
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And frolicked in the winter mist in the Northern Shiverpeaks,
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Little Jim Shapiro, he loved that scamp Jormag,
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And brought him rings and crafting mats and other fancy swag. oh
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Chorus:
Jormag, the Elder Dragon lived by the sea
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And frolicked in the winter mist in the Northern Shiverpeaks,
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Jormag, the Elder Dragon lived by the sea
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And frolicked in the winter mist in the Northern Shiverpeaks.
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Together they would travel, like a boat with billowed sail
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Jim would keep a lookout on Jormag's gigantic tail,
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Noble skritt and kodan would bow whenever they came,
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Svanir's Sons would raise their flag when Jormag roared out his name. oh!
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A dragon lives forever but not so little Norn
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Shattered wings and mithril rings make way for other toys.
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One grey night it happened, Jim Shapiro came no more
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And Jormag that Elder Dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.
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His head was bent in sorrow, blue scales fell like rain,
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Jormag no longer went to play around in Drakkar Lake.
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Without his life-long friend, Jormag could not be brave,
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So Jormag that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave. oh!
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