Disclaimer: I don’t own Middle-earth, however much I’d like to live there.
He watched them from the rocks that hid swollen tide pools. Families with children had come to the shore that day, basking in Anor's warmth, swimming in the waves, and building castles out of sand. The children shrieked and raced the waves, while parents kept watch.
None of them noticed him. On this bright afternoon no one was interested in shadows, or ragged shades of the distant past, long forgotten by Men as they thrived on the vibrant present.
Only sometimes did someone find him, drawn to the evening shadows beside the sea by the music he still took refuge in.