Mel E. Furnish
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I'm a self-published author, raised on a family farm in Indiana.
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Sole Survivor: Chapter 2
> Previous < > Next < ****** Dr. Z'las opened a door that led into a wide-open library with hundreds of bookcases and plants all around. An artificial sun floated above a massive transparent dome ceiling beneath the spaceship's center glass arched roof. Space opened up wide over their heads as Lithia followed him into the room, jaw dropped in awe as she held her breath.
By Mel E. Furnish4 years ago in Fiction
Primal Instinct
Despite the calming atmosphere of the summer day, a brawl stirred beneath the trees and between an old fence. Dirt and grass flung through the air as sharp hooves ripped them from the ground. Tails lashed as two powerful creatures snorted and clashed. With every running charge followed by a loud, sickening thud, blood soared in every direction and splattered the surrounding terrain. Thousands of pounds of sheer muscle and adrenaline collided together repeatedly as they butted heads.
By Mel E. Furnish4 years ago in Journal
TCoE: Backstory Blogs Pt. 4 - Cythia
**SPOILERS** Initially introduced in the form of a farm cat, Cythia is presented as a character who has held a close bond with Eva for a long time. Despite their history, Eva knows close to nothing about Cythia's past, while Cythia knows about Evaleana's life far more than she knows.
By Mel E. Furnish4 years ago in Fiction
Hunger
My perception blurs as the cold water flows around me. Eyes dead ahead, watching every movement with eager anticipation. Small fish bump into me, but I pay no attention to their tiny bodies. I can feel the burning need to fuel my body as my insides scream for food.
By Mel E. Furnish5 years ago in Earth
Sole Survivor: Chapter 1
> Previous < > Next < ****** "I don't want to go back," she whispered. Abruptly a young girl with brown skin, dark curly hair, and brown eyes jolted awake in a cold sweat. She was resting in a sterile cod. She commenced to panic before she remembered where she was. As her eyes darted around the room and soon locked on the window, she felt a wave of anxiety flood over her. The young girl slipped out from under the covers to face the unknown that dwelled beyond the glass.
By Mel E. Furnish5 years ago in Fiction
Sole Survivor
*To listen and read along, play the narration video* The foul stench of death and destruction suffocated the atmosphere as radiation from nuclear war clenched what remained in a mutated state. The hatred that spread between humans swiftly destroyed them as they raged sheer malice on one another. Out of fear of different ideologies, skin colors, cultures, and more, the weak-minded unleashed an evil that hadn't been seen in generations.
By Mel E. Furnish5 years ago in Futurism
TCoE: Calypsia
*Play video if you'd rather listen than read, or to read along with the audio* "Your Grace, we must leave!" urged a man's voice laced with panic. "Calypsia, we must go, now!" he pressed. A gasp escaped his lips as he witnessed her fading fast. "Calypsia!"
By Mel E. Furnish5 years ago in Futurism
Cancel Culture Mob = Monty Python Mob
^^^^ "The Cancel Culture Mob" is today’s equivalent to this ^^^^ They find something or someone (the woman accused of being a witch) to attack, harass, and "sentence to death” by ripping apart their business, their job, their livelihood, their property, their image, their name, their family, their friends…
By Mel E. Furnish5 years ago in Humans
