David J. West writes dark fantasy and weird westerns because the voices in his head won’t quiet until someone else can hear them. He is a great fan of sword & sorcery, ghosts and lost ruins, so of course he lives in Utah with his wife and children.
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Friday, January 4, 2013
My Love Life
“All fled, all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over and the lamps expire.”
Cryptic...
ReplyDeleteI guess that's it then. So sorry, David :(
ReplyDeleteDoesn't sound good, my friend. I'm sorry.
ReplyDeleteSorry, sir. All my prayers to you and yours.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry. You and your family remain in my prayers. Hang in there. Holler if you need anything.
ReplyDeleteAppreciated friends. It's all over now, she's gone, I just have to get her to sign the papers that she asked for...
ReplyDeleteThe kids and I are dealing, but its hard.
Sorry, David. That's rough. I'll keep you all in my prayers.
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