Lo.hobbit 2 La Desolazione.di.smaug Ita -

Bilbo ran. He tumbled through passages, the Ring nearly slipping from his finger. Behind him, the furnace breath grew brighter. A column of flame licked the tunnel’s roof, turning stone to dripping wax.

That same night, thirteen dwarves and one halfling slipped through the hidden door on the mountainside. Bilbo Baggins, a hobbit of the Contea, felt the heat before he saw the glow. His hand trembled on the hilt of a small elvish blade— Pungolo , it was named, for it glowed blue when Orcs were near. Now it remained dim. But something worse than Orcs waited below. lo.hobbit 2 la desolazione.di.smaug ita

“You think the Arkenstone will unite your dwarves?” the dragon roared. “You think I sleep ? I dream, little thief! I dream of fire from the mountain to the lake, from the lake to the wood, until all the Desolation is truly desolate—and then I will sleep on a bed of ash!” Bilbo ran

Down he crept, through galleries piled with coins and cups, emeralds the size of fists, and suits of armor crushed like tin. And there, at the heart of it all, lay the dragon. A column of flame licked the tunnel’s roof,