"They saw a figure standing at the rail, looking down upon them: an old man, swathed in a great cloak, the colour of which was not easy to tell, for it changed if they moved their eyes or if he stirred. His face was long with a high forehead, he had deep darkling eyes, hard to fathom, though the look that they bore was grave and benevolent, and a little weary. His hair and beard were white, but strands of black still showed about his lips and ears."

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Lord of the Rings: A Visual Journey