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“Laketown sleeps,” whispered his eldest, Bain, handing him a leather waterskin. “But the Mountain never does.”

The mist over the Long Lake was thick as old milk, but Bard the Bowman’s eyes were sharper. From his barge, La Freccia , he watched the distant Mountain—Erebor—loom like a skull. A faint, sulfurous glow pulsed from its flanks. lo.hobbit 2 la desolazione.di.smaug ita

At the door, the dwarves pulled him out gasping. “Il tesoro?” Thorin demanded. ” whispered his eldest

“The treasure is still there,” Bilbo coughed. “But so is he. And he’s not happy.” lo.hobbit 2 la desolazione.di.smaug ita