Far over the misty mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old.
The pines were roaring on the height, The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread; The trees like torches blazed with light.
Bilbo
Baggins, a Hobbit, journeys to the Lonely Mountain accompanied by a
group of dwarves to reclaim a treasure taken from them by the dragon
Smaug.
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