Kain the wise man

As I walk into his dim room,
he sits in his golden velvet chair,
his gnarled staff close beside,
I asked him, what do you know about the great apocalypse? And then he closed his eyes and took my hand until,
a raspy voice yelled "OK kid, your time is done". I looked back at Kain bat all that remain, was a golden velvet chair and a gnarled staff, alone in the room.