The King in Red and Blue

Writings by Sean Dillon

Thursday, November 28, 2019

What the universe really needs are truckers! (Heavy Metal Queen)

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Ural Terpsichore promised himself that this would be his last bounty the way many an addict promises themselves that this would be their ...
Monday, November 25, 2019

Free Chelsea (The Strange Case of Starship Iris)

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Commissioned by Aleph Null "Penguins get scared too." The question at the heart of this story about various kinds of peop...
Thursday, November 21, 2019

She may be in the here and now, but it’s the ghost he sees. (Ganymede Elegy)

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Jane Morrison would spend her nights swimming in the river. On some nights, the moon would glisten like satin on her naked form as if she...
Thursday, November 14, 2019

Lines of light ranged in the nonspace of the mind, clusters and constellations of data. (Jamming with Edward)

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Life in the cell is eternal. Never ending. Never starting. Hell never was, but is always is. The crime doesn’t matter to those who rule h...
Thursday, November 7, 2019

All those moments will be lost, in time, like… tears in the rain. (Balled of Fallen Angels)

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You don’t mind if I smoke, do you? Nah, course not. Everyone smokes here. That’s why we come, you know. Most places… most places just don...
Thursday, October 31, 2019

That’s People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals, P.O. Box 42516, Washington, D.C. 20015. (Gateway Shuffle)

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Gett Gould was, all things considered, a relatively decent man. Though he was a government man in a family of protestors, he had a tenden...
Thursday, October 24, 2019

And so, nobody’s doing it anymore. (Honky Tonk Women)

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Charlie Parker walks in the ruins of the Dreamlands of Old. There, he dances with the kings and gods of the land of fiction. On the night...
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