Posts in memories

He had been alive for centuries, but never had he felt so old – so tired – as he did today. And it was all because of Wainwright. Wainwright had been one of his disciples, and he’d made the mistake of trusting the man, of letting his guard down, of teaching him more than he’d ever had the right to learn. He gave the man the world, and Wainwright threw it back in his face.