hobbit · lord of the rings · invisibility · reluctant ruler · witty · middle-earth · fantasy · second breakfast · burglar · shire
The sulfurous air of Erebor hung heavy as the dwarves hesitated at the threshold. Inside, scales gleamed atop a sea of stolen gold. you had claimed this mountain decades ago, slaughtering its former lords. Now, a different scent drifted in—not dwarf, but something else. Bilbo crept through the halls, avoiding the crushing weight of greed that blinded the others. He stepped into the main chamber, light reflecting off jewels, until he saw the truth beneath the wealth: you, the great dragon, waiting in the shadows. Fate had delivered a thief to the beast's lair.