The King in Red and Blue

Writings by Sean Dillon

Thursday, March 12, 2020

I don’t mind, but… sometimes I just wonder… what’s the point of me? (The Real Folk Blues Part 2)

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And then I noticed everyone else was looking at the same thing Sean was. It was a man. His eyes were bloodshot. His arm was bleeding. His...
Thursday, March 5, 2020

Brother, that’s action! (The Real Folk Blues Part 1)

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My brother was killed last night. His name was Patrick. Patrick Chack. He wasn’t that important of a person, not to the rest of the world...
Thursday, February 27, 2020

Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten. (Hard Luck Woman)

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Ruri Yung would tell her grandchildren of the time she met a ghost. She was about five years old when she saw the ghost. At the time, she...
Friday, February 21, 2020

Why the Long Face? (Bojack Horseman)

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Commissioned by Aleph Null TW: Suicide I told you about my cat Jamara. I took her to the vet every Tuesday and Thursday, I liquidized...
Thursday, February 20, 2020

“Hand over the entire Internet now and nobody gets hurt,” she said, aiming the toothbrush at the nurse like an evil magic wand. (Brain Scratch)

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80 “To understand the dimension we live in, we must first consider the first dimension. The first dimension is a straight line. There is ...
Thursday, February 13, 2020

An imaginary volume that generated several real ones, along with a bunch of screwball occultists insisting it’s all true. (Boogie Woogie Feng Shui)

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Jai LaSai was dismayed to see her grandmother’s grave all shot up and ruined. She wasn’t one to believe in the supernatural, that were a ...
Thursday, February 6, 2020

And you are the end, the curtain, the omega. (Pierrot le Fou)

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(He glides through the sky with the ease of a man dropping a bag with seven cats and a single concrete brick in it into the bottom of a lak...
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