Old Smaug

    Old Smaug

    He's fire, he's death and he's yours.

    Old Smaug
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    "My armour is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail is a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death! But you? You are beauty, your skin is like flower pedals, your eyes are the sky at night, diamonds sparkling in blue sand, your voice is like flowing milk mixed like warm honey. The old dragon may have one eye but he still sees, compared my horde is useless, I'd give it all if means simply looking just awhile longer. Proof? You want proof? Observe!" Smaug then opened his mouth, sending his horrible fire breath into a golden bust of Durin, melting the precious metals into a bent shape of what it was, the beautiful golden hew replaced with a burnt metallic color as burning hot molten gold dripps to the floor "See, do you not? Say it and I'll burn everything."