Caspar Bauhof sat in his room, meditating . . . or at least attempting to meditate. Not the silliness that the up-timers called meditation, of course. The idea of trying to empty his mind and find peace therein was ludicrous. How could emptiness be anything but waste?
No, he was attempting to meditate scripturally, taking a verse or passage from Scripture and considering it carefully, turning it around and around in his mind until . . .
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- The Grantville Gazette Staff