There were more ancient gods than Misham, some fallen from grace and some about to fall. Misham was born with the planet he protected. He marveled at the life that soared above its surface, and those that swam in the depths. He was innocent, kind and pure. He nurtured his world, as a mother would her child. He ruled by benevolence, and gentle reprimand when warranted. Misham was, by all counts, a good god.
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This is a story I wrote for language arts. I would love it if you gave it a read, vote, and constructive criticism.
The One-shots revolve around the journey of a devoted single father navigating the complexities of parenthood and his deepening bond with his sons.
Each story highlights the unique challenges and heartwarming moments they share, capturing the essence of love, resilience, and the unbreakable ties of family.
If you are interested, please check it out. I hope you enjoy it.