he raised the flute to mouth once more and kicked a dwarf awake ; he played a melody ( of sorts ) the bard could not forsake ; the dwarven duo sang and played a song so strange it hurt and then the dwarven bard reached down to grab a fist of dirt ; the dirt was flung into the air and glowed a golden hue ; it hung , alone , above the ground , and then the dwarf said , you ?