Boromir's Last Farewell-Part II - The second part of Boromir's Last Farewell
The object of his scrutiny was a small boat, grey, with a high prow. There were marks of great age upon it. It floated low in the water, as if there were someone in it, but no sign of a living being could be seen.
" It is one of the Lorien boats, or I'm a dwarf," Legolas said.
" Well, you certainly aren't a dwarf, thank Aule," Gimli muttered as he came to stand beside the Elf, " so it must be true then."
" What are you doing, my friend?" The cheery voice from behind him made Frodo jump.
" Olorin!" The wizard strode forwards, smiling.
" Hello, Frodo, Samwise, Legolas, Gimli. It's a lovely dawn."
" Look at that boat out there, Mr. Gandalf," Sam said, pointing it out to the tall Maia.
" What do you make of it, Mithrandir?" Legolas queried, turning towards him.
" It seems to be one of the boats of Lorien, but very weatherbeaten, as if it had been wandering aimlessly through the Sea for a hundred years," Olorin said, clearly puzzled.
As they were speaking together, the boat had floated closer to shore. It was almost grounded, but a sudden wave began to turn it away.
"Look at the boat!" Sam cried. " It's going out to Sea!" Legolas hastily waded out after it; just barely catching the prow before it went completely out of reach.
" Here is a strange thing," he called as soon as the boat was beached. The others hurried to where the Elf stood. Looking in, they made a disconcerting discovery. In the boat, which was nearly filled with clear water, was the body of a man.