He lay still like sleeping for several hours, until the first ray of sunlight pierced the hole in the ceiling. It’s noon already! He thought. Just then he heard footsteps in the high corridors. Show jumping It’s not about being better than someone else poster. A moment later, from all sides began to undulate hundreds of messy heads and white pointed teeth. Immediately after that the dwarves’ glass eye sockets were turned high, looking directly at the sun. The whole yard was singing. Apparently not the chirping of the noon sun. Because the voice sounds very sad and sad.