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My corvine heart flutters at the huge heap of shiny treasures! Grasping a sparkling water-gem of bearable size, I flap rapidly, regaining speed. Only my best-concealed hidey-hole on Ravenhill will suffice for such a magnificent trophy! I soar toward the beckoning blue sky.... ~~~ Smaug clasps the sooty adamant with clumsy talons, and takes wing gently to reenter his dungeon-hall. He knows — from experience — that once he restores the jewel to his bed and rests atop it, his crushing weight will crumble the clinging seared claw.
There he lay, a vast red-golden dragon, fast asleep.... Beneath him, under all his limbs and his huge coiled tail..., lay countless piles of precious things, gold wrought and unwrought, gems and jewels, and silver red-stained in the ruddy light.Middle Earth Fanfiction Awards (MEFA 2006): 2nd Place, Villains: Fixed-Length Ficlets
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