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Notes for a Newer Testament [MultiFormat]
eBook by David Langford
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eBook Category: Science Fiction
eBook Description: Small wars and mayhem in post-holocaust Britain, where much technology has been lost but the symbols of the old world still command awe--and may still be a key to unexpected power.
eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Afterwar, ed. Janet Morris, 1985
Fictionwise Release Date: June 2004
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Words: 2827 Reading time: 8-11 min.
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And in those days were signs and portents, and prophesyings of woe unto the unrighteous; wherefore, in the eightieth year or thereabouts, when a great and evil multitude did set itself against the free people of Berkshire, the wrath of God (or Goddess) waxed mightily, and--I find this very difficult. Cristofer tells me his precious books and fiche say that for high and holy things you need the high style. When I try it, the sentences just never will end. As for writing that here in Royal Berkshire there are two hundred and seventy score of the allegedly faithful, or possibly ten-score-and-three-score-and-ten score, well, there has to be an easier way.
The thing has happened, though, the thing he called Molnya. We need to write it down safely as a myth on the flyleaves and in the margins of these Acid Free Books. So my dear Cristofer says. Because it's too long after the Fall for us to cope with the "truth," and sure enough I don't believe a word of his patchwork explanation. (Squinting at those fiche through the burning-glass has burnt funny patches inside his head, I know, for all his talk about objective knowledge.) This way, maybe, the fear of God-or-Goddess will make our people nicer. Not that I can see much sign of it.
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