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April 1, 2007 Volume 2 Issue 2

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Atlanta Vampire Alliance (AVA) Michelle Belanger William Blumberg Melissa Brown David Goddard Vincent Grisanti Vampire kitten Lady CG MFuture Yara Nightshade Nox Angela Pearson Sanguinarius

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Here we are half way threw the year and the Kindred Tribune is still going strong. And we have YOU to thank for that. In this issue we address the issues and difficulties of awakening. Be it to your nature as otherkin, vampire or to the world of paganism and magic. In this issue members of the communities will share their own stories and offer tips and advice to help those who are just beginning their walk down these paths. Know that you are not alone and that even though it may seem hard now you will survive.

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Table Of Contents
Awakening: Learning to Believe 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 ..... 1

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Provided 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 individual entities. 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 you would care to view my works or correspond with me please visit my website: http://www.jessepeper.com Thank you! - Jesse

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Awakening: Learning to Believe


By. 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 call a 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 started chanting 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 do anything 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 still didnt 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 doing these 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 ~1~

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 talked less 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 with the 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. ------------------------------------ 2003 Michelle Belanger

Sentiments I write once more So soft did my window open I 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 skin Time, finally, you lay with me. Thine darkest wings of onyx stone Do they so take captive weak me Moaning sighs, heated lust from us Your hands now slide downward, lower. Your wings provide a heated dark Have dominion over my heart Let precious tears fall from my eyes These dark, pooling, kind emeralds Take swiftly away, sweaty kiss. Our love now heralds high above Aphrodite now envies our sight Raging angrily from our lust Dark wings unfold and morn is here. You place a loving sentiment A rose, a ring, a kiss on me Standing on the sill you there are You smile from the spot you grace and Before you realize it I wake I dont want you to go, ever Why must you? But before you do I cling to your arm, crying now Take me with you away from pain You smile, take my hand and lead me Away and far from worldly pain David Goddard 2007

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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 culture encourages us to be blind to. However, for some of us, it is impossible to remain blind. 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 with the 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 our subtle 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 manifest with 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 reevaluate the experiences and beliefs of childhood in an attempt to discern what was real and what was truly 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 ~3~

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 work their 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 it becomes 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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How I came to be & What I've learned...


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. I could 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 to the 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. ~4~ (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 the world 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 step I 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 of emotion, 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 knew that 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,

Kindred Tribune 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 the people 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 have learned to accept it. ~MFuture

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By: Yara Nightshade

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

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, intricate deeper 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 time frame 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're still 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 are and have been is not only a gift, and sometimes a curse, but is responsibility. Source and our guardians 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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Red Letters Of Love


By - 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 asked her 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, roughly pulling 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. ~7~

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 overhang above 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 a phone 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 like a 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 to this point. She had taken a life.

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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 took to 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 that is 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 ~8~

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 hadnt used 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 awareness into 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

Kindred Tribune 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 adrenaline pumping 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. ~9~

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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 tell her the truth. She is bright and asks excellent questions. She would 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 and rested 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

Kindred Tribune 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 smoldering desire flickered to life once more. Wynter stepped up behind Aine and slipped his arms 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 become embroidered 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 of anything 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 ~10~

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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 of their prey. Forty of the most intolerant, selfrighteous 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 piece of magic, even for the most powerful of necromancers to perform. The few necromancers that were alive then would not have bothered to

Kindred Tribune 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. ~11~

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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 to touch, yet, not touching her. I have never wished this life on another. Not all vampires are killing machines, as the creators intended. Many of us retain 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 would want. 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, I think it would be best if you fly more traditionally. Wynter plucked a curl from Aine shoulder and brushed it against her cheek. We are being watched 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 2007 By 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 wrong with me?

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 rule out 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 a great 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

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 a Sanguine 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 vampyre does." I have conversations similar to this every month or so. Some person will write to me or meet me on IM wanting 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 first sign is an awareness of things and currents around you, that normal people don't seem to notice. You feel 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

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By: Vampire kitten I've noticed a lot lately when cruising the many vampirism and occult related boards out there on the Internet that one of the big issues today with vampirism is not the fact that people are role playing or making a mockery of the term Vampire, but the increasingly large number of people claiming to be vampires (mostly of the psychic sorts). The idea struck me that many of the people claiming what they are might not be true. It seems as though vampirism is the end all of their search if they see themselves having troubles with bright lights or feelings of depression. This does not make one a vampire, nor does it rule out the possibility of being one. Yet, the large number of teens between the ages of 13 to 19 could be believing in something that may not be true in there case. When people email me for help with there awakening or vampirism they all say the same thing, for example: I am a teen in search of who I am, I am allergic to sunlight as the bright lights bother me. I am depressed and feel all alone in the world with no one to turn to. I also crave blood and feel as if my body craves and longs for it. I am a psychic vampire and I awakened 2 months ago, please help me If they don't admit to when they awakened within the initial e-mail, I usually take it upon myself to ask when they did. The answer usually is contradicting to that of the question or they awakened a week or month before. I don't believe that lack of information or lack of soul searching is all of the problem, but the fact that awakened is such a nonchalant term nowadays. By this I mean people are taking the word completely out of context with the meaning An awakening is the realization that one is of the vampiric sorts. Being awakened means that one has found themselves and have come to terms with their vampirism knowing: How to feed, Feel energy, and the like. Guessing and Knowing are completely different and guessing doesn't mean you are a vampire, just that if you aren't you could be lying to yourself and living with that lie. Some even want so much to believe that they are of the vampiric sorts that it causes them to live with the fact that they just might be. Yet, if these people are awakened and still in need of help and trying hard to find who they are then they are either in desperate need of attention, lack the knowledge of what true vampirism is and means, are following vampirism as a fad, or not yet awakened, but awakening. I think these people need to take it upon themselves (if they are going to follow a certain ~14~

lifestyle, especially one with as much detail as vampirism) to actually do a bit of soul searching. Personally I don't feel like lying to myself my entire life is a good way to live. So please if you are one of these people. Stop for a second and think about it, do a bit of research and try not to lie to yourself. If you really think you're a vampire, then look into it, don't just say that you are without knowing anything about it at all. Trust me, it will help you in the long run knowing who You really are. 2005 Vampire kitten

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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 Ritual Book." 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 (also up 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 and submit 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 ritual material 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 than one ritual, you only need to submit one bio and one write-up about your tradition.

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Working title: How to Act Stupid Around a Vampire Do you have a tale to tell? Did your brother do something really DUMB when he found out you were a vampire? Did your boss set a trap to try and "out you"? Are rumors going around, 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 suspected or found out the person was a real vampire. If you would like to contribute your story for consideration 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 a white 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 large font sizes!), preferably size 10 or 12. Proofread! Please check your submission for spelling, capitalization, punctuation and grammatical errors before you submit it; submissions may be edited for these errors, clarity and brevity. Do not submit in ALL CAPS. Completely fill out, sign, and include the Copyright Release Form along with your submission. (Tip: You can print out a copy, 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 or printed out on plain white paper. If sending by email, submissions and Copyright Release Form should be sent as email attachments.

** Personal information you submit via the Copyright Release Form will remain confidential and will be used only for copyright records and contacting you in relation to the publication.** To find out more information and to obtain the Copyright Release Form please visit: http://www.sanguinarius.org/project.shtml

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 help and guidance, support, and to just have a place were you can meet with other people like yourself and who have like interests.

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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

Vampirism & Energy Work Research 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 response@vampiresurvey.com 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 will directly 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 this Community, 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.

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