Bilbo stopped. His blood turned to ice water.
Bilbo tried to speak, but his throat was full of ash.
“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.”
Smaug shifted. Gold cascaded like a waterfall of bones. “They sent you for the Arkenstone, yes? Pretty little light-giver. Do you know what happened to the last creature that tried to take it?” The dragon’s lips curled back from teeth like swords. “He is still here. Somewhere. Under all this shine.” El Hobbit 2- La desolacion de Smaug
“What do you mean?” he breathed.
The dragon lay half-buried in gold, one yellow eye cracked open, the pupil a vertical slit of ancient malice. When Bilbo stepped on a coin—just one—the sound echoed like a scream.
The mist over the Long Lake did not rise; it crawled, like the breath of a dying thing. Bilbo Baggins stood on the shore of Esgaroth, clutching the cold ring in his pocket. He had not put it on—not yet—but its weight had grown heavier since Mirkwood. Bilbo stopped
Bilbo said nothing. He had seen the desolation already—not the scorched earth outside the Mountain’s front gate, but the desolation inside Thorin’s heart. The dragon-sickness was already awake in the dwarf-king’s voice. It whispered in every order, every sharp glance.
It was what Smaug’s awakening would call forth from the dark.
Smaug did not sleep. That was the first terror. “Well, thief,” the dragon’s voice rolled, slow as
The mountain groaned. Deep beneath, something old and nameless stirred in answer.
And then Smaug laughed—a low, grinding sound that made the mountain tremble.
And somewhere, far to the south, in a tower of broken stone, nine black riders turned their hollow gazes toward the mountain and smiled. This story weaves canonical dread from The Hobbit with a darker, more ominous thread leading toward The Lord of the Rings . Would you like a sequel or a version focused on Bard or Tauriel?
Smaug’s great head lowered, and for a moment—just a moment—Bilbo saw not a monster, but a prisoner.
Here’s an original short story inspired by "El Hobbit 2: La desolación de Smaug" , capturing the tension, darkness, and bravery of that chapter in Middle-earth. The Serpent’s Whisper
