A close up of a person standing in front of a giant dragon


It was a passage made by dwarves, in the pinnacle of his wealth and talent: straight as a ruler, the floor and walls flattened, advancing on a gentle, steady incline to some distant end in the darkness below. It was a red light, which was getting more and more more red. Also, there was no doubt that the tunnel was hot. Clouds of steam floated past and he began to sweat. One sound, too, began to throb in his ears. A kind of bubbling, like that of a large pot on the fire, mingled with a roar that sounded like the purr of a giant cat. That sound grew, until it became the unmistakable gurgle of a huge animal, rumbling down below in the glare red in front of the hobbit. There it was, a huge red-gold dragon, rooted in the sleep; a throbbing noise came from its nostrils and jaws, along with tufts of smoke, but in sleep the fire was cooled. Underneath it, under the limbs and the great tail coiled, and around him, on all sides, spreading across the invisible floor lay countless piles of precious objects, gold wrought and raw gold, stones and jewels, and silver, which the crimson light tinged with red. There was Smaug. Wings tucked in like a bat's immeasurable, turned partly to one side, so that the hobbit could see the lower part of his body, the long, pale belly studded with stones and fragments of gold, from spending so much time on such a precious bed. Behind him, along the nearest walls, could be seen mail, helms and axes, swords and spears hung in rows, great pitchers and vases full of untold wealth. To say that Bilbo lost his breath is not an understatement. proper. There were no words left to express his vertigo since the Men changed the language they learned from the Elves, in the time when all world was wonderful. Bilbo had heard the tale and song of treasures from dragons. But the splendor. The covetousness and glory of such a treasure were unknown to him. His heart was penetrated and dominated by the enchantment and by the desire of dwarves; he watched, motionless
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It was a passage made by dwarves
,
in the pinnacle of his wealth and talent: straight as a ruler
,
the floor and walls flattened
,
advancing on a gentle
,
steady incline to some distant end in the darkness below
.
It was a red light
,
which was getting more and more more red
.
Also
,
there was no doubt that the tunnel was hot
.
Clouds of steam floated past and he began to sweat
.
One sound
,
too
,
began to throb in his ears
.
A kind of bubbling
,
like that of a large pot on the fire
,
mingled with a roar that sounded like the purr of a giant cat
.
That sound grew
,
until it became the unmistakable gurgle of a huge animal
,
rumbling down below in the glare red in front of the hobbit
.
There it was
,
a huge red-gold dragon
,
rooted in the sleep
;
a throbbing noise came from its nostrils and jaws
,
along with tufts of smoke
,
but in sleep the fire was cooled
.
Underneath it
,
under the limbs and the great tail coiled
,
and around him
,
on all sides
,
spreading across the invisible floor lay countless piles of precious objects
,
gold wrought and raw gold
,
stones and jewels
,
and silver
,
which the crimson light tinged with red
.
There was Smaug
.
Wings tucked in like a bat's immeasurable
,
turned partly to one side
,
so that the hobbit could see the lower part of his body
,
the long
,
pale belly studded with stones and fragments of gold
,
from spending so much time on such a precious bed
.
Behind him
,
along the nearest walls
,
could be seen mail
,
helms and axes
,
swords and spears hung in rows
,
great pitchers and vases full of untold wealth
.
To say that Bilbo lost his breath is not an understatement
.
proper
.
There were no words left to express his vertigo since the Men changed the language they learned from the Elves
,
in the time when all world was wonderful
.
Bilbo had heard the tale and song of treasures from dragons
.
But the splendor
.
The covetousness and glory of such a treasure were unknown to him
.
His heart was penetrated and dominated by the enchantment and by the desire of dwarves
;
he watched
,
motionless
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