A dragon with an interesting friendship

I awoke slowly, but as I looked out at mountains of gold and pillars of stone I didn’t know whether to be surprised or not. I was still in the halls of Erebor. I give a chuff as I rise from beneath my mountain of gold, coins cascading off my scaled hide. As I swing my head from side to side I decide on my plan of action, first I shall explore the inside of Erebor, second I will find the archend stone and destroy it, third I will see what the world outside is like. Mostly to see if I am actually in the land of middle earth.

With those goals in mind I begin to move in the direction of a large entry arch from which I can explore more. As I walk through the many areas of Erebor I see many sites from the movie, I see the great forges, the mine, the hall where Thorins company tried to drown Smoug, as well as many workshops and forges. But as the self tour comes to an end I come across the doors of Erebor barred and shut. I can see moonlight coming from the battlements on either side of the gate, I am tempted to leave but first I must find the accursed rock that nearly drove Thorin mad with greed.

I turn and lumber away towards the treasury. As I arrive I realise I have no idea where to even start looking, but then I remember a trait that dragons in most fantasies are ment to have. A keen sense for treasure, with no real idea how to start it I decide to close my eyes and take a deep breath through my nose and like that my intuition tells my I caught the sent off what I’m looking for. I stalk forward hunting my pray, as the sent becomes extremely strong I notice it out of the corner of my eye. A dazzling gem, that glows with a soft white light. I know what I must do but my very nature fights against it, I take a final step forward and raise my claw ready to strike.

When suddenly a force attacks my mind, it feels as if needles are drilling into my head. I growl in pain but this won’t stop me, I bring my claw crashing down with all the force and weight behind it as I can muster. There is a moment of resistance before the stone shatters into a million pieces, a shudder runs through my body as the pressure and pain subside. As well as small quake runs through the mountain due to the force behind my blow. I take in a shuddering breath as I raise my head proud once more, regaining my composure after the terrible pain I just experienced.

I give one final glance to the pieces of the archend stone before I turn to once more travel to the gate of Erebor. I arrive at the towering gate of Erebor, the moonlight still pours in from the open battlements. I reach a clawed towards the bar keeping the gate closed, hefting it up and tossing it to the side. It tumbles and crashes to the side of me, forgetting due to my size it likely weighed several tons. This makes me pause, wondering how did the dwarves open and close the gate. I shake my head clearing those thoughts from my mind as I refocus on the task at hand.

I put my two claws to the door and slowly open it, it opens surprisingly quietly barely giving off a squeak. I have to lower my head and body significantly to get out, due to the fact my size is much larger then the original Smoug. I take a tentative step onto the bridge that crosses the river in front of the mountain, I take another which brings my head out of the mountain. I look to see the two statues of dwarves too either side of the gate, they are heavily eroded from the weather. Meaning they only look vaguely like humanoid rock shapes covered in patches of moss and vines. As I fully emerge from Erebor I stretch out all my limbs and neck, feeling satisfying pops from them. I take a deep breath of the night air, it is fresh and the sound of rustling leaves comes as a gentle breeze washes over me.

I survey my surroundings finding the mountain and semicircular shape that defines the front of the mountain, where the gate rests is the same as it is in the movie. But the sea of trees in front of me isn’t, as well as the lack of the ruins of dale or lake town. This leads me to the conclusion the this land is not middle earth, leading to the follow up question of where am I. I peer through the night into the far distance seeing more trees an a mountain ridge. I spend some time just standing there taking in the sights of the local area, but not really seeing anything interesting. I do slowly realise that the night is lifting from the land, but i can’t see the sun from my left, right or front. So I look back to the mountain, seeing rays of light begin to crest the top of the mountain. So I slowly start to scale the side of the mountain to peek over the top to get a good view of the land beyond.

As I reach near the peek of the mountain I bring my head around the side, what greets me is a great surprise. I see the edge of the forest not to far from the bottom of the mountain, I see a town near the edge of the forest, as well as Great Plains of grass. But the crowning jewel of this view is a city that seems to almost look medieval in appearance, while simultaneously being very clean and colourful. But that isn’t what grabs my attention the most it’s the great white and gold castle that seems to be perched on the side of a mountain. I want to fly over to see the sights and greet the people, but then I remember that I am a dragon. Not just any dragon but Smoug the dragon, I give a long sigh and bring my head back to the dark side of the mountain.

I look down at the long distance to the bottom of the mountain and decide that hands on experience is the best way to learn, so with that decided I jump from the side of the mountain. My wings snap out as if on instinct and catch the air, flying comes naturally to me and I slowly glide down to the bottom of the mountain. I land with a surprisingly light thud, I let out a playful chuckle that send rocks tumbling down the side of the mountain. “I must say flying is surprisingly fun”. I look once more into the distance and see storm clouds on the horizon, “l suppose I should get back to guarding my gold”. I give a chuff at that remark and the absurdity of the situation I am currently in, I turn back into the gate of Erebor. closing and barring the gate behind me.

Until next time my dear reader, it has been my pleasure.