The footprints sewn into the filled snow.

As they stepped, you could hear the condensing of the snow beneath their feet.

And its wonderful sound, along with the talk of a son and father.

"Father, why did they look at you as such?" The boy asked.

"My name has been tainted.""How? I have never met anyone else with your name."

"You would never meet him, because the man that taints my name is dead." The father responds.

He continues, "The man they judge me by doesn't even exist within our world. Only rumors from people over the realm make me seem like the enemy."

"So you are hated because of another's actions?"

The father nods his head."My name, tainted because of the actions of someone much worse than I am."He whispers under his breath, "And Oden is not my name."

Cthulhu Mythos poem.

Cthulhu Mythos poem.

This is my biography.

A Fanfic about Rocket Raccoon and the Guardians of the Galaxy.

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Rocket, after reliving the horrors of his past, comes face to face with a cage of baby raccoons on a rescue mission.

Instead of releasing them back on Earth, Rocket raises them in secrecy and tries to understand the difference in thier lives, which leads to one of his biggest decisions.

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Contains references and parts from the new Guardians of the Galaxy 3 movie.

Disguised as a commoner, Max Garner as his name, he meets a woman who catches his eye: Harper Stevenson, a woman with the same age and interests as him.

Having new friends, who have no idea about his real identity may seem suspicious, but can he keep his secret?

It occurred to me I should write about a fictitious relationship between my son and I.

Story is about father and son engaging in a conversation and the wind as a witness for madness.

I love my dad, the king. And I love my mom, the queen. They are so kind and full of love. They are good people. I know that they're good people. So why are all these people against them? Why are all these people saying such provocative things?

A young father holds his baby, and hopes.

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This work is in the public domain and anyone can do whatever they want with it.

It's the story of a boy who had a very beautiful girlfriend but one day a tragedy happened between them

What is reality...?Is it what one make for themselves?or is truth a synchronized belief among many...?

Find your truth, i will find mine someday.

Hello readers, thanks for checking on this story.this story is the first one i will ever make, counting for a hopeful journey in the future.

there are somethings i should tell before diving into this story:

1- I am not an English native speaker, and i might miss a lot of the points of grammar when it comes to writing, so please bear with me and help me improve in any giving way.

2- If haters found my story something to be hated, i would like to know why, and get a critique, and if you were to just harm the community i would find the means to get you out of it.

3- this story is complex, so if you were looking for a happy story with simple aspects, it is not, read at your discretion.

A man wakes up