The King in Red and Blue

Writings by Sean Dillon

Monday, October 26, 2020

A Miserable Pile of Questions

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“Can you actually kill him?” Billy and the Sasquatch arrived at the Fuzon Corporation’s headquarters to find it even more of a ruin than ...
Monday, October 19, 2020

(Three Brothers

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TW: Police Brutality The protests surrounding the headquarters of the Fuzon Corporation began a few weeks before Billy found the body. Bu...
Monday, October 12, 2020

Sauntering the Psychogeography

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“So why do you want to kill him,” asked the Sasquatch. They were lying on the only natural tree left in the City. It was crooked like a fin...
Monday, October 5, 2020

Memory

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Every time I try to remember the past, more of my memories Are lost to me. I can’t remember the sound of my Grandfather or that of my f...
Monday, September 28, 2020

A Dirty Pair

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It was a cool spring night. The stars danced across the sky like the darkness was a ballroom on a sinking ship. Beth was sleeping on Eliza’...
Monday, September 21, 2020

Memories of the Old World and the New

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Billy was sleeping alone on the streets of the City, lying atop something soft. Alex had left him a few hours ago to pursue their own goals...
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