Late afternoon moved toward evening. Shadows from the masts lengthened eastward along the decks of the ten vessels. They bore the green flag of Harondor, emblazoned with a golden-rayed sun, and the small white pennant atop it, indicating they were merchant ships.
They sailed quietly past the headland of Dol Amroth, and reached the entrance to the Cobas Havens. Evening drew on quickly, now, and the port at the northern tip of the headland was well in sight.
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‘Many are the strange chances of the world,’ said Mithrandir, ‘and help oft shall come from the hands of the weak when the Wise falter.’
– Gandalf in: The Silmarillion, 'Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age'
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