So... Yeah, it's a crossover Undertale/Hobbit. 'cause I love Smaug. And Sans. And I ship it.
But there it's just a drabble, whitout any ship... I think I've fail somewhere... Whatever, thank to NovaTrad, he have translate this fiction in english (orignialy in french) and his work is just awsome!
Enjoy ~
Formerly, the sinious body was stretching on arc of a circle, each scales blushing of an radiance of gold around them. The slow and heavy breathing resonated against the stagnant air, seeming to bear the memories of each room of this treasure. The walls was trembling of the fear of those who had lived here.
The fire lived.
From now on, the white bones stretch on arch of a circle, in the empty room of what was the biggest richness in the world. The slow and heavy breathing was bored to take up this empty area, leaving the air to stagnate. The scarlet and dried blood cover the walls yet carrier of the destructive joy of those who had lived here.
The fire died
Only rest the eyes, his black pupil taking up always the carrier orbit of a orangey and enraged shadow.
Then the blue fire. All disappear. The ground and and the raw stone replace the opulence of the marble. The bones gathering, shaking, adjusting…
And the eye fixed the bony figure who was going with him.
And the sensations come back. The sounds come back. The voice come to him.
" I will die. You go with me ? "
And the blue strike the orange. The eyes converge. The orbit on fire fix it, there, where the darkness was reflecting him.
The fire come back.