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The death of a king!

My eyes widen in unfathomable horror as I feel my beautiful armor peirced with an arrow.

"How could this insignificant man have destroyed me?! He had nothing!"

Unable to control my speed or movements, I crash into the large tower where the lone archer stood. The impact did me no pain except for my glorious pride.

My destruction is not ended as I slide deep into homes and buildings, destroying and sending terror through hearts of mine enemies.

"My precious gold shall be lost! Because of that wretched THEIF!"

A long and low moan escapes my throat as I feel my end coming. I wave  my apendiges, desperately to retaliate. Not to flee! I NEVER FLEE!

"My strength must not fail! Terriable and mighty am I! Curse the assassin and his wretched son!!"

I let out a dreadful roar and make one last attempt to overcome death.

"No! I feel- cold!"

My fire inside has gone, in my core I  feel cold. My power has protected me from those who seek my death.

"Without my fire, my flame of life-"

My eyes grow dim and I have become blind. The world around me is cold and dark, an icy chill runs through my entire being.

I feel myself falling down, down. My thoughts fail me and my body is too numb and cold to move.

The final sensation I feel is water. Water I have fallen into. There are ever buring flames on the surface of that water. This gives me pleasure as my last thought is this:

"I, Smaug, the great dragon shall never die!"

THE END!!!