*sniff*
to answer the letter that never came.

so many not theres in four sentences.
Awfully clever done dark drabble.

But he has a scroll in his lap which had been written on. So what was he waiting for all these centuries.
His hand is described as papery. her must be centuries old.
poor lonesome soul.

Hmm, seems he's cursed himself with his stubbornness.

more sad than dark, i think.  well written.  thanks

oh no.
dark as dark goes. no triste. hopeless.
you have your way with words and describe a negative scenery that crawls up my back and bites me in the neck and holds there till I shudder and force myself to go and find  something cheerfull to read.
wow.

One never thought about the regrets pride will cause. I'm sorry for him to discover it too late.

Why? Why so much desperation without a hint of hope? 

 Awe, how sad.  Must add tissue needed warning!