Hey everyone! As a celebration of the release of Smaug's voice here is this short that i wrote!
I hope you all like it!~
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Footsteps echoed as a mysterious tall figure walked the empty broken halls of the great Dwarf city of Erebor. The city had been lost nearly 60 years ago, when the fire drake, Smaug the Terrible, took it for his own, along with all the gold. After sometime of walking, the figure soon came upon the late King Thror's gold. The man snickered to himself as he continued toward his find, his deep baritone voice echoing softly against the stones walls in a soft caress that you would give a sleeping lover. As the man walked the little light that was in the fort shined on him. He was beautiful...his long jet black hair shined as the light went down his body. When the light hit him get gave a soft breathy moan as he slowly began to rid himself of his clothes. His fingers moved slowly down the buttons of his fine robe as if he was seducing as invisible lover to come to him. Once all the buttons were undone the robe slowly slid down the pale lean arms of the beautiful man. He let the robe fall to the ground as his walk continued, not long after the man voice began to sing in a breath way.
"If ever thou gavest hosen or shoon, Then every night and all, Sit thee down and put them on; And Christ receive thy soul..." His voice echoed eerily throughout Erebor as a chill heat spread throughout it.
The now nude man continued to sing as he walk the walk ways of the gold room as if searching for something. "This aye night, this aye night, Every night and all. Fire and fleet and candle-leet, And Christ receive thy soul..." he sang again as he started his way up a mound of shining gold that reflected in the man's haunting but strange eyes. He then sat on his knees as he ran his fingers over the never ending gold. His eyes shut as let out a moan of pleasure from its touch. He soon began to dug through the gold as the nature of the man began to change. Truth be told the man had been slowly changing the whole time he entered, a mixture of blueish red scales began to form on his long gorgeous limbs as he dug through the gold.
The man's voice began again as he finished his eerie yet seductive song. "If ever thou gavest meat or drink,Then every night and all..." He stop as a bright glow came upon his face, making the man smirk, his sharp fangs now peeked out from his lips as he held his most prized treasure in his hands. The blueish red scale had now spread to the sides of his neck and face, his ears had elongated to a sharp point. "The fire shall make thee shriek;And Christ receive thy soul..."He sang with a slow breathy voice as he stared down at his treasure. He clutched it to himself as he let out a long sigh of utmost pleasure as he let his glorious wings free from his human body. The glow of the Arkenstone shined in Smaugs eyes as his laugh could be heard through all of Erebor.
