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Editor: Melissa Brown

Contributing Authors and Artists:

Atlanta Vampire Alliance (AVA)

Michelle Belanger

William BlumbergMelissa Brown

David Goddard

Vincent Grisanti

Vampire kittenLady CG

MFuture

Yara Nightshade

Nox

Angela PearsonSanguinarius

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From the Editor

Here we are half way threw the year and the Kindred Tribune is still going strong. A

we have YOU to thank for that.

In this issue we address the issues and difficulties of awakening. Be it to your nature

otherkin, vampire or to the world of paganism and magic. In this issue members of

communities will share their own stories and offer tips and advice to help those who

just beginning their walk down these paths.Know that you are not alone and that even though it may seem hard now you wi

survive.


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Table Of Contents

Awakening: Learning to Believe . . . . . 1

What is Awakening? . . . . .3

How I came to be & What I've learned... . . . . .4

Tips For Awakening . . . . . . 6

Red Letters of Love . . . . .7

Awakening - Whats wrong with me? . . . . .13

Issues with Awakening Today . . . . . . 14

News, Events, & Announcements. . . . .15

Cover ArtworkProvided By Jesse Peper

For any of you Kindred Tribune readers interested in

knowing; I am a painter, mostly. Although, I also

work with sound-related projects, sculpture, intaglio

and anything that looks useful for me to bring my

ideas and imagination out into the physical world.Whenever I attempt to describe my work as a

painter, I find myself engaging in a process that

interferes with the actual paintings as individualentities. Currently, I feel as if painting is a

language of sorts. One day my paintings will have

to live without me and speak for themselves. Titles

and sometimes inscriptions are as far as I usually

incorporate the use of words regarding my visual

ideas. Symbolism has a very strong impression on

my work. A great deal of what I use or see as such

are thusly incorporated with some degree of

personal association and interpretation. If youwould care to view my works or correspond with me

please visit my website:

http://www.jessepeper.com

Thank you! - Jesse


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Kindred Tribune Volume-2 Issue-2

~1~

Awakening: Learning to BelieveBy. Michelle Belanger

When I was in second grade, we were flying kites in

the schoolyard, and I was disappointed because my

kite would not fly very high. I was a very

competitive child, and so I naturally decided to calla wind to make it fly higher than everyone elses. I

closed my eyes and sort of reached up into the wind

to pull a stronger gust my way, and I startedchanting quietly to myself to help focus:

Thunder, lightning, wind and rain,

Blow the clouds in, storm again!

Thunder, lightning, wind and hail,

Lightning flash and thunder wail!

It is a chant I use to this day whenever I do storm

magick.

Now, no one had taught me anything about magick

at that point in my life, and I know I hadnt learned

the chant from anyone - it just sort of came to me.The really funny thing about this is that not only did

it work to call a really strong wind, but one of the

teachers on recess duty apparently noticed me

chanting and yelled at me to cut it out - as if she

knew that I was calling the wind. I was so

embarrassed for getting caught doing something I

obviously shouldnt have been, that I didnt doanything like that for quite some time.

After that, there were a lot of little incidents that

hinted there was something a little strange about

me: lights going on and off, other electrical devices

like TVs and radios not working right around me,

circuits and things blowing out. I didnt start

connecting all this to me until fourth or fifth grade,

and then I started studying what I could find on

psychic phenomenon at the time.

At that point I knew I could do things, but I stilldidnt understand how anything worked or what it

meant. And of course, I wavered back and forth,

because anytime Id talk about the things I could

do, people got really weird about it and were either

scared of me afterward or told me I was crazy.

Swimming in Denial

It was hard at first to accept that it was me doingthese things. It was even harder to accept that it

wasnt just accidental, but that I could learn to do

these things consciously. I was a pretty rational /

scientific-minded kid growing up, so of course I

fought to fit everything into a paradigm that agreed

with what I was being taught about what was

possible and impossible.

Coincidence was my favorite excuse, or that it was

somehow all psycho-somatic Sometimes this would

be my mantra when something strange was going

on that I really wanted to stop, but couldnt control

any other way. Its all psycho-somatic, its all

psycho-somatic Id say over and over again, until

the unwanted phenomenon would just go away.

Gifts from Heaven or Hell

Sometimes other kids and adults would connect

these strange happenings with me, and their

responses would vary, as did my responses to their

responses. Some folks at my church, for example,

seemed to think I was some kind of little angel

come down with great gifts from God. The way they

went on about what I could do just plain scared me,

because it seemed like a terrible responsibility to be

walking around with miraculous gifts. Heck, Id gone

to Sunday school - I knew what theyd done to that

Jesus guy, and I didnt want anything like that

happening to me!

Then there were the folks who would be afraid of

me, or decide it had something to do with Satan.They made me feel scared as well, or ashamed of

what I could do. Their responses also made me

want to be pretty secretive about things, so I talkedless and less and usually tried to pretend I had

nothing to do with anything weird if things

happened around me.

If someone confronted me about these

coincidences I usually claimed innocence, saying I

had no idea what they were talking about.

Although, to be honest, there were times when,

being a kid, I got really pissed off at someone and

tried to make things happen to them. It usually

scared the hell out of me when something finally

did, and if I was pretty sure Id done it, Id feel

guilty for a while. I usually escaped the guilt withthe same excuse I used for so many years: it was

just a coincidence, so what was I worried about

anyway?

The Balance of Belief

There is no single, specific incident that finally

tipped the balance of belief for me. Rather, it was a

whole lot of little things that piled up till I couldnt

ignore them anymore. I could have explained one

or two away, but five, ten, or fifteen weird things all

happening at about the same time with no good

explanation just couldnt be coincidence any more.

And Ive seen this in others again and again - the

really big, reality-popping incidents dont do it for

them. Those they can somehow turn a blind eye to,

or maybe trick themselves into forgetting about.

But the day-to-day incidents, the endless string of

little intuitions and coincidences and luck are

what finally prove it to people. Eventually, all those

little incidents build up into a huge pile of crushing

proof:


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Reality is not always what it seems,

And we can alter it through Will and through

dreams.

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2003 Michelle Belanger

Sentiments I write once more

So soft did my window openI stall my breath, a sharp inhale,

Quietly hoping to see you,To feel your warm heart against mine.

Let dark wings occlude our bodies.

Have dominion over my eyes.Let lips collide, ecstatic purrs

Run slender arms across hot skinTime, finally, you lay with me.

Thine darkest wings of onyx stone

Do they so take captive weak meMoaning sighs, heated lust from us

Your hands now slide downward, lower.Your wings provide a heated dark

Have dominion over my heartLet precious tears fall from my eyes

These dark, pooling, kind emeraldsTake swiftly away, sweaty kiss.

Our love now heralds high above

Aphrodite now envies our sightRaging angrily from our lust

Dark wings unfold and morn is here.

You place a loving sentimentA rose, a ring, a kiss on me

Standing on the sill you there areYou smile from the spot you grace and

Before you realize it I wakeI dont want you to go, ever

Why must you? But before you do

I cling to your arm, crying nowTake me with you away from pain

You smile, take my hand and lead meAway and far from worldly pain

David Goddard2007

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What is Awakening?By. Michelle Belanger

There is more to the world than just ordinary,

physical reality. There is not just body. There is also

spirit. All of the material things around us have a

vital, spiritual component that our current cultureencourages us to be blind to.

However, for some of us, it is impossible to remainblind. Those who we term "Awakened" have their

eyes open and are able to see all of those things

that make the universe a richer and more profound

experience than one of just the material senses.

Awakening comes at various points in people's lives.

Some of us are born Awakened, and we have

known nothing else. Others come to their

Awakening later in life. Most often, we are born withthe capacity to Awaken, and latent talents and

abilities manifest in early childhood. But as our

parents, teachers, and all other authority figures in

our lives repeatedly reinforce the notion that oursubtle senses are just our imagination, that spirits

aren't real and that magick doesn't exist, we start

to block off this aspect of our experience.

These self-imposed mental blocks often do not start

to come loose until the onset of puberty or later

adolescence. Sometimes latent abilities manifestwith renewed strength as puberty comes upon us,

and then our sensations and perceptions become

something which we cannot deny. More often, as we

go through that period of individuation in

adolescence wherein we question the rules and

boundaries set by society and by our parents, we

start to also question those boundaries that tell us

what we can and cannot believe.

It is very common in this stage of Awakening to re-

evaluate the experiences and beliefs of childhood in

an attempt to discern what was real and what wastruly imagination. At this stage it is also common to

experiment with different belief systems in an

attempt to understand what is really going on with

a reality that does not seem to conform to the

accepted rules. A person at this stage has a lot of

unanswered questions and a lot of experiences that

seem to defy the very rules of possibility.

It is not uncommon to have spontaneous numinous

experiences at this stage as well -- episodes of

precognition, strong moments of empathy or

telepathy, visual perception of auras or spirits, and

other feelings which cannot be explained.

The challenge with Awakening is breaking through

those barriers imposed by your parents, your

society, and your birth religion. This is not an easy

thing to do. It takes a strong personality and a

profound belief in yourself to be able to reject the

accepted paradigm and seek to define one of your

own. This is one of the reasons so many Awakened

people are such egoists -- it takes a strong ego to

survive the process of Awakening without buckling

under the pressure to just disbelieve.

Belief is the crux of Awakening. There is usually a

critical point at which a person who is Awakening

makes a decision to believe or not to believe. If

they choose to accept that there is more to reality

than they have been told, then the process

continues and, with work, they will eventually come

to understand and even master the latent abilities

that they have. If they choose not to believe, those

latent abilities do not just go away. Instead, the

Awakened person enters a period of deep

repression that can continue their whole lives.

Either way, the road before the person is not an

easy one. On one hand, they must work their whole

lives to believe in something most other people

regard as fantasy. On the other, they must worktheir whole lives to forcibly keep their spiritual eyes

shut when seeing and experiencing things on that

level are as natural to them as breathing.

We've been there. We've seen people go either

way. And we know how hard it is to keep going,

even once you've made the decision to believe.

That's why this page has articles on Awakening --

what it's like from people who have been there, tips

for getting through it, and encouraging words that

will hopefully make you realize that you're as not

crazy as you think you are.

The world is changing as are the people in it. There

are more and more Awakened in every generation

now. Together we are pushing the boundaries, so itbecomes easier each time someone new gives them

a push. This is the time and the place for it, and if

you have the courage and the perseverance, there

is something wonderful to be achieved.

______________________

2003 Michelle Belanger


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~4~

Broken Wings: A new ability?

Those eyes....*his* eyes. The dark warm eyes I had

always subconsciously avoided are now staring back

at mine. They suddenly became cold and pupils a

piercing white. I can't break the connection. But oh

how desperately I want to. Its as if he sees right

into my very soul. It feels as if he's telling me

things about myself that I don't even know. I lost all

sense of time, direction and sound into his eyes. He

was in complete control. All I remember was those

eyes. He awakened something within me that night.Something...weird, that I don't quite understand.

* * *

This is the story of my 4th awakening, not how I

awakened to my vampirism or therianthropy or how

I found the Goddess. This is the awakening of a new

ability. One that apparently no one's heard of. I

don't know how I do it or why... I just know I can. I

call it "Broken Wings".* * *

From that moment on something was different. I

noticed things and experienced things in new ways.

I suddenly knew *he* was 'kin. I could feel it. Icould now sense otherkin by scanning their energy

and could also see phantom limbs. That was

normal. Within days of that night I began to develop

something else, something different. It started with

a dream...

* * *

Im in my Arctic Wolf form, am walking down a long

road. The wind howling, cracks of lightning easing

me into my walk. The stone of the path is cold tothe pads of my feet. I trail on into a cave. *THE*

cave, the one where I found myself for the 1st time.

I enter cautiously... it gets cold...very cold. I walk

on slowly...carefully. Then I reach it the silvery

pond at the end of the tunnel. I call it the "Mirror of

the Goddess". I take a look at myself long and hard.

Then I see them. The scars on my back. They're

odd, placed exactly where one may have once had

wings. I take the image in and all at once I snap

awake!

* * *

That dream never left my mind... I was constantly

reminded of it...especially when I was around*him*. Then it happened... at rehearsal one night.He poked me lightly and told me to "pass it on".

Silly I know but I did so anyway. What's wrong with

having a little innocent fun every now and again? I

look back at him... I get cold again, that same

unbearable cold, that cold that tells me that 'kin are

near. I look at him. His wings are fully visible,

yellow at the time. At that moment I could feel

them on me as if they were mine! I was in physical

pain... that's how intense his wings are. I can't

really explain what it was like but it's an amped up

version of feeling my own phantom limbs.

(Ears, paws and tail). I then realized what my gift

was. I could feel other people's phantom wings.

Only wings though nothing else. I knew these wings

were not my own. This really fascinated me. I tried

to research it but to no avail. I posted on boards

and web sites and nobody knew. I have a gryphon

friend who's wings I can also feel, hers are very

different from *his*. They're very bird-like and

twitchy. My dragon friends are large and sturdy.

Everyone's wings were different but I could feel

them all. A few weeks later I came to the realization

that I also experienced the mental shifts of the 'kin

who's wings I was feeling. I become hyper sensitive

and have the most amazing feeling. I can see, hear,

smell, touch and taste EVERY little thing. Along with

experiencing the rapidly changing mindset of my

fellow 'kin It's almost as if I speed up while theworld slows down. I can now control who's wings I

feel and when, at first it was spontaneous. I'm

learning to control it more an more. With every stepI take my gift sharpens and unfold itself. I become

closer and closer to finding out exactly what it is I

can do. I've only slightly begun my journey!

Again we learn new things. With this gift I can feel

things behind me pass through the wings of the 'kin

around me. I can feel the wings of the otherkin

without being near them now. I focus on their

energies and say a word that relates to their wings.

I can also feel their moods now. Whenever I pick up

their belongings I automatically feel their wings.

This is developing to be a very powerful ability.

~Nox The Wolf with the Broken Wings- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Its been five years. Five years of dealing

with vampirism, five years of learning, five years ofemotion, and five years of pain. In January 1999, I

awakened as a sanguinarian. For 3 years before

that, I went through the process of awakening, and

I suffered a great deal of emotional and physical

pain. And on a cold January day in 1999, I cleared

my mind, cleared away the pain for a moment, and

decided that I was a vampire.

A flood of memories saturated my mind, and I knewthat it was blood that made me feel better.Did it

make sense? not really. Was it real? you bet your

ass it was. So there I was, a vampire...the long

sicknesses, the sensitivity to sunlight, the rage, the

thirst. It all became a part of life, and I became

numb to it. I went through the denial stage, the

angry stage, and the bizarre stage. Even at this

stage I did'nt really know what being a vampire

meant. I did'nt know what a "sanguinarian" was, or

what "Psi vamps" were. In 2002, I got on the

Internet for the first time, and stumbled across this

whole world of real vampires. As I read everything,

How I came to be & What I've learned...


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~5~

it all started to make sense. So, here I am, in 2004,

still learning, and now helping others who are

feeling the same pain, and asking the same

questions.

I spent a lot of time questioning our condition, and

researching, trying to grasp something real, trying

to find the answers. Its been one hell of a ride the

past two years. I've made a lot of good friends, and

even some enemies. There's a whole world out

there who despises us, who puts us down, who calls

us psycho. And even some vampires think its all in

our heads. However, I believe there is a hidden

condition within us, just like there are plenty of

other things science does'nt know about the human

body. On the other hand, there's plenty of people

who support us, befriend us, donate to us, and help

us understand our condition. Vampirism has

become such a big part of my life, that I could

never dare think of denying it ever again. That

would'nt be fair to everyone here, to all of thepeople that will awaken, or who have just

awakened. It would'nt be fair to the seekers who

are genuinely interested in learning about us.My life as a vampire is good right now. I have one

best friend who knows what I am (outside of the

Internet). The other friends are'nt mature enough

to understand yet. Maybe they will be someday. So,

do I damn myself 5 years later? no. I have learned

so much about people. I have gotten to know some

of the smartest, funniest, and friendliest people

here, and thats the best I could ask for.

I thought that it was time to reflect on where i've

been for the past 5 years, and where im headed.

Whatever I decide to do with myself, I live with

vampirism. Its here with me every day, and I havelearned to accept it.

~MFuture


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~6~

Tips For Awakening : How do Iknow I'm on track?

By: Yara Nightshade

Awakening is simply defined but not easily handled.

It is a range of emotions, memories, senses,

abilities, karma, realizations and more.

Also contrary to popular belief, it has no set time

line. It never stops.

Most of the vampires and other-kin I know are

awakened now.

I have come to understand however there are two

phases of awakening.

The basic awakening, and the deeper awareness.

Basic awakening is simple things, one to a few past

lifetimes, a few abilities,

being able to energy siphon for vampires, feeling

phantom limbs for some kin,

being able to astral project.

The deeper awareness is the wicked tailspin one is

thrown into that uncovers more lifetimes, intricatedeeper abilities, and the insane quest to learn more,

know more and become more, not out of greed, but

because it is the destiny of the soul to rejoin with

True Source in this manner, and most importantly

because we are who we are.

Only a handle of vampires and kin find their deeper

awareness, because so few are comfortable with the

depth, commitment and interesting theories and

truths one forms, the deeper one goes.

Either way for either path, you must learn to not

envy others progress, and learn there is no set timeframe for you to remember how or what. You

control your own awakening. You hold the joystick.

You will see what you're meant to when you are

ready to see and know. It can't be rushed. If you'restill saying "Oh! but that's so cool! I wanna do

that!" You're not ready.

Spirituality helps it doesn't really matter the path.

Meditation helps, Energy and Chakra work helps

and most of all your acceptance of what you are,

who you have been, what you may be, what you're

capable of both good and bad is very key to when

you awaken what within. Remembering what we areand have been is not only a gift, and sometimes a

curse, but is responsibility. Source and ourguardians know when we can handle something,

and when we can't. You may think there's nothing

out there that guides us, but the more you'll

awaken, the more you will become aware

2007 Yara Nightshade

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~7~

Red Letters Of LoveBy - Angela Pearson & William Blumberg

Chapter Nine

Aine rose to look into Wynters eyes. She blinked

like she was confused.

She was silent so long, just blinking, Wynter askedher again, Aine, do you wish to join me in this life?

Aine growled low in her throat, cupped Wynters

face, and pulled him into a passionate embrace.

Her hands were as wild in his hair as her tongue is

in his mouth.

Wynter groaned and crushed Aine close to him.

After a few moments, he fought Aine, roughlypulling her hair, so her face, at least, tipped away

from his.

Both were panting heavily.

Aine, Wynter gasped. Mi carus, as much as I

would like to continue this, I have to know if this is

adrenaline or if you want this, if you want me. He

gave Aine a quick shake to stop her roaming hands

and to focus her attention.

Aine, Wynter couldnt keep the anguish from his

voice.

Aine slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She opened her eyes and cupped Wynters face

again. Yes, Wynter. I want this. I want you.

Wynter kissed her hard before clutching her close.

As much as I would really, really like to continue

this, I think it if best we go home.

Home? Aine looked at the dead man at her feet.Yes, it probably would be better if we left. Aine

slipped slowly out of Wynters arms. What do I do

now?

Wynter gave Aine quiet directions as he set to work.

With minimal words exchanged, they hide any sign

of their visit before slipping out the way they had

come in.

At the entrance to the alley that would lead them

back to the bar, Wynters cell phone announced he

had a text message. He paused under the feeble

glow of a streetlight to read it. Aine stood at his

side, trying to look and act normal even though she

jumped at every sound, sure it was the police.

Wynter glanced at Aine before he flipped open his

phone to read the message.

I have document you are looking for. Call me to

discuss details and payment.

Wynter was stunned. Information he had spent the

past several decades of his life searching for may

now be his. There had been many mistakes made

over the years and many false leads, but this time

Wynter felt sure he was on the right track.

He sent back his message.

Cannot call now, in an urgent meeting. Call me

with details in three hours or when you have a

chance.

Pleased, Wynter closed his phone with a click.

Tucking the device into his pocket, he took Aines

hand in his. Together, they walked back to where

Wynter had left the car in the shadows.

A man had been watching them from the overhangabove the bar door. Staying many feet behind the

couple, he followed them and paused when they got

into the car. After they drove off, the man pulled aphone out his pocket and made a phone call.

Master Damek, it is done. She is one of us. He

paused and listened. No one was alerted to what

happened. Yes, she took the man Wynter had been

stalking, sir. He listened again. The only thing

that happened was he got a message. I wasnt

close enough to hear anything, but I think it was

just a text message anyway. The man nodded to

the voice he was listening to. Yes, sir, he took the

car and appeared to be returning to his place Yes,

I will take over the watch tomorrow night. Thank

you, Damek.

The man ended the call and slipped the phone back

into his pocket. He sauntered back to the bar for a

drink to celebrate, but only one. Damek would kill

him if he were hung over on the job tomorrow.

The return trip was a quiet one. Aine thought over

everything that had just happened, staring with

unseeing eyes out the car window. Wynter had

shown her how to use a knife and make the wounds

created by her teeth look like an attack and less likea bite. Together, they rummaged through the

apartment, leaving the place looking like it had

been robbed. Wynter had discovered some papers

that the man had listed everything he had stolen

and people he had cheated over the recent years.

Wynter made sure to place them where the police

would easily find them.

Aines thoughts shifted to what had brought her tothis point.

She had taken a life.


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~8~

It was a monumental event that should have left

her wracked with guilt, yet, Aine was filled with

satisfaction. The man whose life she had ended

deserved to die. While she had been draining his

blood she had been able to touch his mind. The

things he had done through his life had nearly made

her wretch and toss him away like a rag doll.

Instead, she focused on draining his life essence to

provide herself with energy she needed to survive.

Wynter, is it wrong to feel satisfied at ending a life

or should I feel like a monster?, Aine demanded

suddenly.

Wynter flinched at her sudden question, lost as he

was in his own thoughts of the message he had just

received. Wynter was not sure how to answer her

question. It was complex.

The light turned green and he used the time it tookto negotiate the intersection with people turning in

front of them to think.

How do I tell her it maybe that we are both monster

and victim?He thought.

His mind went back to the text message he had

received and what it meant; the possibility of

answers to so many questions he had.

The answer may be closer than ever before, he

thought, stopping for another traffic light. Perhaps,

it is fate that we are together for the last part of my

quest. The quest for the answer to the very

question Aine just asked.

Instead of sharing his thoughts with Aine, he said in

a quiet voice, I am not sure.

He saw in her face the same doubt he had felt when

he started down the path to the life he now lead.

He knew Aine needed to walk down a much

different path than he had.

I will not lie to her nor will I continue the lie we

vampires have told ourselves for centuries, the

same lies I was told.

Wynter told her, brushing the back of her hand

briefly, We may be monster, but I do not think thatis true. Well, there are some who really are

monsters, but that kind of being exists in all

cultures and realms.

Then tell me what you think and what you know,

Aine said, the beginnings of understanding

shadowing her words, chasing away the doubt that

had hung heavy in the car.

It is difficult. Much of the truth has been lost to

us. What is left is hidden in myth and legends. It is

hard to say what is true and what is embellishment

and fable. What I do know is we must drink blood

to survive; just not as much as some vampires

would have us believe. I also know vampires were

made this way and did not evolve to be homo lamia

from some branch of modern humans.

Wynter paused to turn the corner into a generic

industrial park before continuing his answer, I

know that was not a satisfactory answer for you,

but it the only one I have. When I was in Scotland,

I discovered information that has set me on a quest

to find the truth of who we are as vampires. I have

spent the last several decades of my life searching

for the answer to the question you asked a few

minutes ago.

He stopped the car in front of a bland building with

a roll-up door on the side. While he waited, the

door began to open.

Aine looked with interest because Wynter hadntused a clicker or pushed any buttons to activate the

door.

Wynter drove into the dark space. As they got out

of the car, the door began to close of its own

accord.

Aine had been lost in thought and didnt recognize

where they were. Wynter lead her to a door near

the roll-up one and stopped her.

Gathering Aine into his arms, Wynter told her, I do

not know if this path, my quest, will lead us to

despair, but I must see it to the end. He held her

close for a moment before brushing his lips over

hers.

Stepping away from Aine, he fished keys out of his

pocket and opened the door. He took Aines hand

and, together, they walked along the road between

the buildings and onto the main street.

Aine recognize the street as the one Wynters office

was on. Thinking quickly, she remembered a listing

of a storage property near the office in her

accounting work. She wondered what else was in

the unobtrusive building. She was about to ask

when the hair on the back of her neck stood on end,

sending goose bumps over her body and awarenessinto her senses.

Wynter, I think we are being watched, Aine spoke

in a quiet voice.

Wynter never broke stride. I would not be

surprised if we are. I will protect you, if there is a

need, but I do not think that anything will happen.

Wynter continued to walk to the building he owned.

He passed by the front door and lead Aine to the

security door they had left the building through


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earlier. Under the glare of the overhead light,

Wynter removed the keys from his pocket.

He fiddled with the keys, like they had become

tangled in the ring. Looking at his hands he asked

Aine, Do you still feel like we are being watched?

Um, Aine shifted a bit.

Dont look where you feel it coming from. Tell

me.

Toward the front of the building, Aine said.

Wynter dropped his keys, squatting down, he

looked to where Aine had said, but could see only

shadows. Picking up the keys, he smiled to Aine.

Let us go inside. I wouldnt want you to catch

cold, not after being so sick recently, Wynter said

in a loud voice.

After Wynter opened the door, Aine forced herself

to walk normally into the building.

Locking the door, Wynter said, I couldnt see

anyone or anything but shadows, but as I said, I

wouldnt be surprised if we were being watched.

Damek? Aine asked.

More likely one of his mercenaries. Wynter took

her elbow and started up the long flight of stairs.

Wynter, can you tell me more about being a

vampire? Aine asked at a landing.

Is there something specific you want to know?

Not really, just more information, please. Tell me

about blood. Do people taste different, like wines?

That is a good analogy. Yes, blood can taste

different from person to person. Sometimes

depending on what the person has just eaten or

their diet or their mood.

Mood? Aine asked.

A person who is afraid or excited, has adrenalinepumping through them, will taste much different

than a person who is relaxed. There are some of

our kind who will scare or excite their prey just so

they can have that adrenaline. It makes them feel

stronger, more invincible.

That gives me a whole new meaning to adrenaline

junkie, Aine said to the window.

There are some of our kind who live their lives to

extremesin dress, manner, activities. Wynter

stopped to unlock the stout door to the apartment.

Aine, how are you feeling? he asked gently.

Ambivalent. While I am satisfied about ending that

mans life, Im restless, like there is something I am

missing.

Oh, my dear Aine, I understand, Wynter pulled

Aine into his arms and kissed the top of her head.

That is why so many who become vampires put so

much into the idea of being the hunter. Wynter

paused, resting his cheek on her hair.

Being ambivalent is what has lead so many of our

kind to ruin. What should I say? I want her to

know all of the truth I know, but I am afraid of

loosing her if I take away all the mythos

surrounding our kind, leaving her with nothing.

His mind went back to when Aine opened the

curtains and burned them both and decided to tellher the truth.

She is bright and asks excellent questions. Shewould only see through anything else I tell her,

even half truths.

Releasing her, he stepped back and pocketed his

keys. You are not missing anything, he told her.

All that I can offer now is my longing for you to

join me in this life. That meant taking a life. I will

not claim that it is right or that we are somehow

entitled to do so. I only wished for you to be with

me. Sadness welled up in Wynter.

I made her this way; yet I can give so little comfort

to her in her time of need. I am just reminding her

that I forced this life on her, too.

Wynter sighed heavily and looked down at

his feet. Even though I think we were made with

magic and blood, I believe there is more to us.

More than any of us, even those who are old for

vampires, even remember. Aine, he looked up at

her with his head down and shoulders hunched, I

know I did not give a choice and I do regret that. I

do not regret having you at my side, no matter

what the future holds for us.

It was Aines turn to offer comfort. Saying

nothing, she slipped her arms around Wynter andrested her cheek against his. They stood that way

for a long time before Wynter lightly kissed her and

opened the door.

Walking into the darkened apartment, Aine still felt

restless. She toed off her battered sneakers and

socks near the refectory table and padded barefoot

on the wood floor. She wandered, looking at

various objects, but not seeing anything.

Her questions had been answered, but she felt as if

there were more she should know. Not that she


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thought Wynter was keeping things from her, but

more like she wasnt seeing the whole picture.

In his letter before taking her first prey, Wynter had

told her about her senses being heightened now.

She would be able to hear that mans heart stop,

just as she had. She had already noticed how

improved her sense of smell was. She could still

even smell the orange she had shared with Wynter

before they left. Aine heard Wynter close the door

somewhere behind her and worked at using her

senses to follow him. She heard the sound of metal

jingling and clink as Wynter set his keys on a table.

She inhaled slowly and could smell the lingering

scent of him in the room. Inhaling again, she could

smell the warmth of his cologne as he moved closer

to her. The desire she had felt after draining that

man of his blood had settled into a smoldering heat

after taking care of the body and during the drive

home. As the smell of Wynters cologne grew

stronger as he came closer to her, that smolderingdesire flickered to life once more.

Wynter stepped up behind Aine and slipped hisarms around her. He lightly nuzzled her neck.

What is it you would like to do? Wynter whispered

in her ear.

Aine shivered and leaned her head against his

shoulder. Mmm, I think I would like to take a

shower.

That can be arranged. Wynter scooped Aine up in

his arms and walked to the bedroom, Aines

laughter filling the air around them.

Chapter Ten

Wynter, why do we have to drink blood? I mean,

seriously, what is it that creates a vampire? Do you

know? Aine asked, settling onto the floor between

Wynters knees.

Wynter was quiet for a time before speaking, There

is this world, the one we live in and were born to

and another world where magic rules. Separating

these two worlds is another realm, one of shadows,

he began, as if reciting a tale so old, it had becomeembroidered in the mists of time. There were

creatures from this shadowed realm that were very

powerful and wanted to rule the magical world. You

could call them demons. Their true names have

been lost to the mists of time. The battle escalated

and spilled over into this world. The beings from

the magical realms wanted to join forces with the

humans of this world. Unfortunately, many of the

humans proved to be intolerant and distrustful ofanything magical. Wynter fell silent, staring into

the flames leap among the logs in the fireplace. He

gathered Aines wet hair and began combing it. He

was organizing his thoughts, deciding what to tell

Aine and what could be left to a later time.

It was becoming a blood bath for all sides with the

demons destroying humans and magical beings

alike. Atrocities were committed by all sides.

Finally, after a strong hold that had been sheltering

children of all the races and those too old or weak

to fight on any side was attacked. I am not sure

which side was responsible, but none survived who

were being sheltered. Hundreds of beings died

horribly. It appeared the demons would win the

battle and conquer both realms. Then, things

changed.

During the night, the most powerful of the

remaining magical beings joined sides with the

remaining humans and performed a ritual to make

warriors that were able to heal quickly, who were

physically stronger than any other being, who were

able to blend into the night, and cloud the minds oftheir prey. Forty of the most intolerant, self-

righteous of the humans volunteered to be created

into twenty of these new warriors. Through magic,these warriors, saviors of humans and magical

beings alike, were able to all the things their

creators wanted them toto blend into the

darkness, to confuse the minds of their prey, to be

the swiftest and quietest of hunters. They created

these warriors to drain the blood of their victims,

thus a silent death. By draining the blood of the

demons, they became the strongest of beings and

conquered the demons of the shadow realm,

destroying all the demons that could be found, but

some fled to the darkest reaches of the shadow

realm, never to be seen again. At the dawn of

recorded history, vampires were created.

Wynter paused and looked at Aine.

Vampires were first created with magic, correct?

Aine asked, gazing at the sluggish flames in the

fireplace.

Yes, Wynter answered.

So, why the blood? Aine pressed for more

information. Why didnt the original vampires die

after the demons were gone? Couldnt the

vampires be changed back? To their original form?

Wynter smiled briefly at Aines determination for the

answer. So many questions. I will answer your

last question first. There is so much misinformation,

that the truth may have been lost. I am not sure

what happened after those first warriors came back

from battle. Yes, a vampire could be returned to

their original form, be it human or magical being,

but only by a necromancer. It is not an easy pieceof magic, even for the most powerful of

necromancers to perform. The few necromancers

that were alive then would not have bothered to


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even try. Even today, those few necromancers feel

it is beneath their skills and a waste of a vast

amount of energy to return a vampire to their

original form. It is also very costly and I am not

talking about money either. I do not think those

were the reasons the first vampires were not

returned to the original forms, though.

For your second question, I do not know the

answer of why vampires did not die when the

demons were conquered, either. One historical

document stated that at the moment of death,

those twenty who became vampires drank the blood

of the other twenty. That explains the need to drink

blood, and possibly, why the first vampires did not

die at the end of the battle. The spell that made

the vampire virus ended the physical life of the

body, Wynter touched his chest absently. Only

through the consumption of another life force, the

Chinese call it ChI, He paused in his combing,

letting the red locks curl around his wrist.

Aine nodded in conformation tugging her hair from

the comb.

Only through the intake of anothers life essence

staves off the bodys natural decomposition.

Aine was silent as she thought on this new

information.

Wynter continued, When the body ceases to live

according to medical standards, the blood begins to

coagulate. Once coagulation sets in, decomposition

begins in earnest. The spells that were used have

been lost to the ages, but the magic that created

vampires still exists in the virus and keeps us alive.The magic that forces us to take anothers life is

also the magic that allows us to live. The fresh

blood we ingest replaces the decomposing blood

inside of us. That new life essence energizes the

magic that allows us to live. If we do not have that

blood and life essence- Wynter snorted in sudden

humor.

Life essencethe Force. That Jedi thing from the

movies, Wynter looked at Aine.

Aine looked over her shoulder with a raised

eyebrow, but said nothing.

Anyway, as I said, the natural decomposition of

our bodies begins. Our awareness, our essence, is

connected to the body for as long as the body

remains whole.

So, as the body, the brain decomposes, madness

sets in, Aine said. What you told me about my

options makes sense now.

The snap and crackle of the fire was the only sound

in the room for a long while.

Will that man become a vampire now? Aine asked.

No, Wynter said. In a sense, it is easy to create

another vampire. The steps are simple and

straightforward. In reality, it is not as easy as it

would appear. Mistakes are made, both in the

creation and the being chosen to be the new

vampire. Were it that simple, there would be so

many vampires, not only the human race would be

wiped out, but the vampires as well. No food

source, no vampires.

Is that why I am the only vampire you have made?

Because it wasnt easy? Aine asked, studying

Wynters hand where it rested on her shoulder,

gilded with an artificial tan by the glow of the fire.

No, that is not the reason. Wynter sighed. He sat

the comb on the stark pew he had been sitting on

and slid to the floor next to Aine, close enough totouch, yet, not touching her. I have never wished

this life on another. Not all vampires are killing

machines, as the creators intended. Many of usretain our personalities, who we were in our other

life. The morals we had then are usually carried

over into this life. This is not always true. There

are some who revel in the power being a vampire

gives to them.

Like Damek? Aine interrupted.

Yes, very much like Damek. Wynter began to

absently flick at the edge of the towel Aine wore

where it pooled between them. Damek chose me

for my vanity and devotion. He felt he could appeal

to the vanity, giving me what he thought I wouldwant. He thought my devotion to my beliefs would

be transferred to devotion to him.

He was wrong, Aine said with certainty.

No, he was right for many years.

Really, Aine looked at Wynters profile. What

changed?

I will tell you some other time, Wynter said. He

looked at Aine. Now, I have something to ask of

you.

More questions? Aine flashed Wynter a saucy

smile. Should I be flippant or concerned?

Well, neither really. Wynter brushed Aines drying

hair over her bare shoulder and adjusted the huge

bath sheet around her. I need you to go to China

soon. Do you think you will be able to do that?

With me?

Im not sure. Am I ready to travel, as Aine

gestured to herself.


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There are some precautions you will need to take,

but things have actually become easier for vampires

to travel. The more restrictions the airlines set

down, has made it clear what needs to be done and

what will draw attention to one of our kind while

traveling. Unfortunately, one of the ways we used

to travel has become hampered. Before September

eleventh, a vampire could wear a burka to travel.

Now, you would have difficulties with this. You look

too obviously American for security to believe you

could be Muslim. I am not saying there are no

caucasian Muslims, just that many people believe

the stereotype that Muslims are dark haired and

dark skinned. That could cause problems and

delays. I have a doctor who will write

documentation for us to travel, covered, as if we

were going to China for medical treatment for a rare

skin condition. I will contact him as a part of

preparation for the trip we need you to make. I

could charter a private plane for that, but for this, Ithink it would be best if you fly more traditionally.

Wynter plucked a curl from Aine shoulder and

brushed it against her cheek. We are beingwatched and I do not want to draw any more

attention than necessary to you, this trip, and the

beings you will be meeting with in China.

I think I can understand that, Aine broke her gaze

away from the dancing orange flames to look at

Wynter. What do I need to know?

Wynter opened his mouth to speak when the phone

in his shirt pocket began to ring. It was a tone Aine

had only heard once or twice in the time she had

been working for Wynter.

I need to take this, he said, pulling the phone out.

Aine studied Wynters profile, half listening to his

conversation. The change in his voice ended her

daydream of returning to the bedroom.

Really? Are you certain? Wynter paused.

No, I am not doubting you. It has just been so

long. There have been so many false leads that

ended badly. Wynters voice trailed off and Aine

could hear a male voice coming from the phone, but

not understand the words.

Excellent. I will be bringing my assistant as soon

as I can make arrangements. No, I want her to be

apart of this. Wynter said. I trust her explicitly

and I know she will be discreet as your people will

be.

Aine cocked her head and wondered what Wynter

had not told her.

She is very capable. I would not bring her

otherwise. She speaks fluent Chinese, Wynter said

looking in confirmation at Aine.

Aine nodded.

Excellent, Wynter said again. Yes, as soon as I

can make the arrangements, I will let you know.

Thank you for being so prompt and discreet with

this delicate matter, Wynter said before ending the

conversation.

He slipped the phone back into his pocket as he

said, Things are proceeding much more quickly

than I had planned or expected. This will work in

our favor, I think.

How so? The element of surprise? Aine asked.

Exactly, Wynter said with a note of satisfaction

-------------------------------------------------

Copyright 2007By Angela Pearson & William Blumberg

Stay tuned for the next installment of:

Red Letters of Love

See what awaits Wynter and Aine in China when

Angela and William bring you the next installment of

Wynter and Aine's story.


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Awakening Whats wrongwith me?

By. Lady CG

The conversation went something like this...

Newbie: "Whats wrong with me?"

Lady CG: "Have you been to see a doctor?"

Newbie: "Ya...I checked out fine. Blood work

was fine. I still feel like crap"

Lady CG: You tried the vitamin

supplements?

Newbie: "Ya, but only the B vitamins and

the Calcium seemed to help much. I'm

sleeping better now"

Lady CG: "Did the bloody steak help at all?"

Newbie: "For a while. But I haven't had one

for three weeks now."

Lady CG: "Then I know whats wrong with

you."Lady CG: "But we talked about this before."

Newbie: "I'm sure I'm awakening"

Lady CG: "Then, as I said before, there is

NOTHING wrong with you. everything you

have described is perfectly normal. For aSanguine vampyre"

Newbie: "Is that why I feel so crumbie?"

Lady CG: "No. You feel crumbie because you

haven't fed. A normal person wouldn't

starve themselves. You have to learn not to

starve yourself too. Being a vampyre

doesn't' hurt. Being a Hungry vampyredoes."

I have conversations similar to this every month or

so. Some person will write to me or meet me on IMwanting to know if they are a vampyre. I have the

same response every time. I can't and won't even

try to tell someone whether they are or are not an

awakening vampyre. Only YOU know the answer to

that. There are however things you can do to help

yourself decide.

Most people don't notice the physical symptoms

first. They call it "awakening' because the very firstsign is an awareness of things and currents around

you, that normal people don't seem to notice. Youfeel different, out of place. You feel like you know

things you shouldn't' know and somewhere just on

the edge of your consciousness is an awareness of

greater things you feel you can almost touch.

You start to take an interest in occult. You're

attracted to darker subjects and you start to notice

an affinity with the night. Youre more comfortable.

Moonlight doesn't' hurt your eyes.... and you realize

you see better in the dark than lots of people.

About this time you realize you are having problems

with depression, and apathy. Its hard to get out of

bed in the mornings. You want to sleep too much.

You start to become angry and irritable on a regular

basis. People call you high strung, hyperactive, your

attention span can suck. Sometimes you get angry

and unstable. Your weight becomes a concern.

You're always hungry, and your metabolism sucks.

Or you go exactly the opposite direction and

nothing appeals to you, even though you're

starving.

Eventually you're driven to look for answers. You

NEED to find whatever it is you're craving. You need

to find whatever it is you know is out there. You

want to know what the hell is wrong with YOU.

The first step is to see a doctor. Its smart to ruleout any physical illnesses or diseases.

Try a multi vitamin. IF you happen to be a vampyre,calcium and B vitamins will help stabilize your

emotions a bit, and settle your stomach.

If you aren't, a One a Day isn't' going to do you any

harm.

If you can rule out anything physically, medically

tangible, but you are STILL craving, TRY a rare

steak. Millions of people eat their steak with blood

running out of it. It wont' hurt you. IF you really are

a vampyre it will give you what you need to feed

on. Try a steak a week for a month. Do you feel

better? What changes do you feel? Have the

cravings gone away?

The need to feed is one of the single most basic

facts of being a Sanguine Vampyre. Sangs NEED

blood. Without it we are sick, emotionally unstable,

apathetic, hungry, disagreeable creatures. With it

we are stronger, quick to mend, smart, fast and we

have the ability to nurture other very cool skills,

with our affinity with energy.

Once you KNOW you are a vampyre, you should

definitely study Safe bloodletting, get a blood test

and if you a re over the age of 18, start on the

endless search for a lifetime worth of donors, or agreat sympathetic butcher in your neighborhood.

The next step is to learn to survive and thrive as a

developing Sang. But THAT is for another article.

______________________

2004 Lady CG


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The Vampire Ritual Book

Projected release: Fall 2008

Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide

Michelle Belanger is currently seeking submissions

for the upcoming collection, "The Vampire RitualBook." This will be the second installment in the

"Vampire Voices" series, spotlighting the work of

various houses, groups, and individuals within the

worldwide vampire community.

What to Submit: a fully developed ritual, including

stage directions (where applicable), a list of items &

roles needed for the ritual, and one or two

paragraphs that introduce the concept of the ritual,including its relevance to your particular tradition.

You should also submit a short biography (up to

500 words) on yourself as well as a short

description of your house, group, or tradition (alsoup to 500 words). Rituals can be RHP, LHP, and can

take whatever form you please. The only hard

guideline is that the ritual must be relevant to the

vampire community.

Rights & Payment: If your ritual is selected for

inclusion in the collection, you will have to sign andsubmit a release form granting Vampire Voices the

rights to reproduce the ritual in the anthology. They

are not buying exclusive rights to these rituals, just

the right to reproduce them in the anthology.

Payment reflects this. Everyone whose work is

accepted will receive as payment one contributor's

copy of the final ritual book.

How to Submit: Michelle prefers to receive

submissions as .doc or .rtf files, directed to

glenarvon -@- gmail.com with "Ritual Book" in the

subject heading.

Formatting: So the book has standard formatting

throughout, she asks that you follow these

formatting guidelines:

When someone (such as the High Priest) is speaking

in the ritual, please put the title of the speaker

(High Priest) in bold followed by a colon before the

words to be spoken. When giving stage directions(such as "High Priest lifts the chalice before the

bride and groom") please italicize these stage

directions and put between parentheses in a

paragraph of their own.

The book will be divided up into several categories.

You can submit rituals for more than one category.

Categories are as follows:

Seasonal Rituals (rites for holidays like Samhain

or the Winter Solstice; or rites for the seasonal

holidays your particular group observes)

Rites of Passage (initiatory rituals,

handfastings/weddings, or other rites that mark a

significant change in a person's life)

Personal Rites (rituals intended for one person to

perform, for magick, personal growth & wisdom,

and so forth)

A secondary part of the book will involve setting up

ritual space and/or creating an altar appropriate for

a vampire tradition. Material submitted for this

section can read more like an article, although ritualmaterial is also acceptable. Michelle is also seeking

photographs of actual altars and/or ritual space.

Photo Guidelines: Submit photos in .jpg format.

They should be at least 4x6 inches, saved at 300

dpi. Photos can be color or black and white. Photos

can only be used in the final collection if the

photographer submits a release form *and* if any

living person who appears in the photos also

submits a release form for the book. Photos of

actual vampire rituals will also be considered for

publication, providing they meet the same criteria.

Deadline: June 28th, 2007.

Please note that if you are submitting more thanone ritual, you only need to submit one bio and one

write-up about your tradition.

News, Events, & Announcements


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Sanguinarius Book Project

Working title:

How to Act Stupid Around a Vampire

Do you have a tale to tell?

Did your brother do something really DUMB whenhe found out you were a vampire? Did your boss

set a trap to try and "out you"? Are rumors goingaround, but nobody can prove anything, but they

treat you funny, anyway?

Sanguinarius is collecting stories and anecdotes

about stupid things that real vampires' bosses,coworkers, friends, family or anyone else they

know, have said or done because they suspectedor found out the person was a real vampire. If

you would like to contribute your story forconsideration to be included in a future

publication, please submit it along with the

completed and signed Copyright Release Form.Read below for the requirements.

Submissions should be in .txt, .doc, or .rtf

format. The text needs to be black on awhite background, and an easily readable

font, such as Arial, Times, Verdana,Georgia, etc.; nothing fancy or decorative.

The text size should be in a normal sized

range (i.e., no really, really tiny or largefont sizes!), preferably size 10 or 12.

Proofread! Please check your submission

for spelling, capitalization, punctuationand grammatical errors before you submit

it; submissions may be edited for theseerrors, clarity and brevity.

Do not submit in ALL CAPS.

Completely fill out, sign, and include theCopyright Release Form along with your

submission. (Tip: You can print out acopy, fill it out and sign it, and then scan

that as a graphic to attach with your

submission.)

If sending by postal mail, your submission(and Copyright Release Form) must be

included on a floppy disk, or typed orprinted out on plain white paper.

If sending by email, submissions and

Copyright Release Form should be sent asemail attachments.

** Personal information you submit via theCopyright Release Form will remain confidential

and will be used only for copyright records andcontacting you in relation to the publication.**

To find out more information and to obtain theCopyright Release Form please visit:

http://www.sanguinarius.org/project.shtm

Orange County Vampire Meet up

http://vampires.meetup.com/3

This is a group for vampires,donors, and all those interested in

vampires and the vampire culture.This is a place for you to seek helpand guidance, support, and to justhave a place were you can meet

with other people like yourself andwho have like interests.


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Vampirism & Energy WorkResearch Study

The Vampirism & Energy Work Research Study is

officially a year old and the formal process of

accepting surveys will come to an end in a few days

on March 31, 2007 + a one month grace period

through April. While we code both the VEWRS &

AVEWRS into the SPSS data analysis program and

review all qualitative (written) answers we will

accept surveys at the same

[email protected] e-mail through the

month of April but will no longer be openly

encouraging participation or sending any reminders

past the official deadline of March 31, 2007. Over

370 self-identifying vampires and/or energy

workers have participated in this study that began

on March 22, 2006; a response far in excess of

what we had ever expected to receive. We've

collected volumes of information that we hope willdirectly aid the better understanding of our

Community, abilities, and state of being or

condition. At present we have over 232,000

individual data points and hundreds of pages of

written information representative of virtually every

path, belief, age group, geographic region, and level

of experience within the Community. In order for

detailed anthropological, medical, psychological, or

phenomenological research to be properly

conducted on a community a foundation must first

be established and this is one of the primary

purposes of this research study. To be able to firmly

grasp and understand the elements of thisCommunity, there needs to be an exploration into

the shared commonalities, differences, and

developing trends in a concise and centralized

format. It's our sincere hope that everyone has

benefited from participating in the VEWRS &

AVEWRS and that our final analysis will be useful to

our Community.

If you would like to view the preliminary raw data

samples please visit the web addresses provided

below:

VEWRS Preliminary Sample Charts:

http://www.vampiresurvey.com/statistics.html

Questions: 001, 004, 006, 008, 030, 037, 137, 155,

172, 236, 246, 262, 285

AVEWRS Preliminary Sample Charts: To be released

on/about March 31, 2007:

Questions: 392, 398, 413, 479, 549, 557, 573, 669,

794, 827, 831, 871


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