Hobbit, Drabbled, The
11. On the Doorstep
Magic had shut the door and no mining tools could open it. Only Bilbo, who studied the map and watched the thrush discovered its secret. In the moonlight, the keyhole appeared, Thorin's key turned in the lock and the company were inside the Mountain.
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