“Well, thief,” the dragon’s voice rolled, slow as lava, rich as poisoned honey. “I smell you. Shire-rat. You have the stink of courage and stupidity in equal measure.”
But the worst came after. As Bilbo fled, the dragon rose, his belly glowing furnace-bright, and whispered something Bilbo would never forget: El Hobbit 2- La desolacion de Smaug
That night, they entered the hidden passage. The darkness was not empty. It had teeth. Bilbo felt them scraping against the walls of his mind as he crept alone down the tunnel, the ring now on his finger, the world turned to grey shadow. “Well, thief,” the dragon’s voice rolled, slow as
And then Smaug laughed—a low, grinding sound that made the mountain tremble. ” the dragon’s voice rolled
Bilbo tried to speak, but his throat was full of ash.