May 1, 2003 - A Satan-worshipping baby-faced vampire killer has confessed to beating a hooker to death while high on cocaine and drinking her blood. But Perry Cerf, 20, insists the brutal slaying of Flo Andrade, 47, was "unintentional". Sex offender Cerf, from Bergenfield, New Jersey, has officially pleaded not guilty to murder and rape.

But in a letter to the New York Daily News, he wrote: "Yeah, I killed her. I punched and kicked her to death, crushing her skull in the process.

"One of the kicks landed in such a way that it broke her neck and all of a sudden, her head was on backward. Since I have an unusual taste for blood, I drank and licked and lapped up my fill."

He also wrote: "Let it be known - I am Lucifer's Maiden servant, sent to Earth born of sin, to bring suffering and pain, darkness and evil."

Claiming to be gay, Cerf said he just wanted a massage but Andrade bit him. In an interview, he admitted: "I just got carried away and the coke kicked in and I started punching and kicking her." He dumped the body in a tarpaulin, then admitted the killing to a friend, who contacted the police.

Cerf was later arrested in Andrade's car for speeding. Cops discovered he had pasted his photo over the dead woman's driving licence. But he says he can't understand why prosecutors want a life sentence.

He said: "This is the first time I've ever killed anybody. I did not do it intentionally. I did not plan out a murder. It was a situation that went sour."

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Essence of a Vampyre

First, I think it best to define the essence of the vampire (fictional) before attempting to define the Essence of the Vampyre (magical). In this way, I hope to invite discussion and/or debate on the topic, and to hear from other magicians' experience with this type of magic.

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Sinister Link to Vampires in Britain

February 1, 2002 (The Guardian) - A young married couple who admitted to a ritual Satanic killing were yesterday told they could spend the rest of their lives in a secure psychiatric unit after a trial which has raised the spectre of bizarre underground occult groups in Britain.

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In my dream

In my dream the forest shrank back into its shadows, the land faded behind me like a darkening mirage and riding on the night ocean I saw a ship of glass.

With towers and curving staircases it rose shining above the waves, driven by static winds to the midnight edge of the world.

A solver unicorn stood at the helm.
His eyes glowed amber in the moonrise, his mane blew out behind him like the threads of spun crystal.

In my dream I entered the vessel and climbed to the top of the highest tower.

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Oderint dum metuant...

Here upon the mark we stand
Moving upon a mysterious current
Weeping and laughing away the day
Until only shall we slumber

If you should stumble along the marvelous path
And claw your way across the stones
Let is not matter that your flesh rips clean
Nor the blood that shows the way

For to triumph against the tears and anguish
Whispering our names with an intake of breath
Wrapping arms around a redemptive soul
In the back of our minds to welcome us home

So take my hand and allow it to heal

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Chapter 17: The One and Only

*Deep within the caverns he calls his home, Deadend broods. Long has he remained enclosed in his halls, awaiting the day he felt the desire to return to the surface. As he sits in front of his fireplace he reads the journal he has kept these many long months since the Black Raven Inn closed it's doors. His thoughts turn to those he once called family. Something pulls at his consciousness, however...something very familiar. Slowly, he closes the journal and rises. He is ready...it is time. He grabs his favorite smoking jacket and walks to the entrance to his caverns.

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