 
The Plague.
There is a dreadful disease that haunts the hearts of men. It lurks, it's grotesque ramblings capable of driving humans mad. It is a horrible, terrible thing.
It keeps them up at night, causing them to moan from exhaustion and pain. It tears mercilessly at them, from the inside out, shriveling their brains and mocking them with iniquity.
It does injustice to them, granting only moments of solace to consol their weak hearts. And when the deed is done, their eyes grow heavy with insomnia, dark purple circles forming under their eyes.
This monster knows no mercy, and the more time passes the more hungry it gets. This monster, this thing, dest The Plague.in Strange Words
To you, Alighnus.
I remember thinking of a name for you. I remember sitting in class. No other names came to me, and I was determined to make it original. It was going to be yours, and yours alone, something no one else has ever had.
It took me a while. But I did it. You were given a name, Alighnus.
It does take people a while to learn how to pronounce it. But that's everything in my world, isn't it…
You gave me reason to grin when there wasn't any. When people chewed at me with words, and when no one else was around. I had you, and you mattered.
I talked with a voice only I could hear. And what a unique voice it was…I remember laughing with you. To you, Alighnus.in Original Characters, Wishful Words
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