Tales of the Dragon

Smaug sighed loudly. He was so bored.

Rolling on his side, Smaug thought perhaps he should find a fiery lady dragon. No. She would only be after his treasures anyway: or his body. He was, after all, the most powerful and cunning beast in Middle Earth.

That Balrog thought he was. Puuuulease. Just because you have a whip, doesn’t mean you are in charge. That whip may impress the locals but Smaug knew that Balrog roasted his marshmallows just like Smaug did.

Then they rolled a dwarf in them, squished them in between graham crackers, and chocolate.

Yummy! Dwarf smores.



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A/N - I asked Viv to pick my character.
I hope I have not made her regret it!
Thanks Elfy for letting me bounce with you!