Literature
All that Glisters...
It was said of Archibald Leopold Thudd that he had sold his soul to the devil at a very early age, and that the devil had given it back because he felt he had got the poor end of the bargain: most people liked to think that hell was not ready for a boy like Thudd. Wherever there was trouble, you could guarantee that Thudd was involved. Local bookmakers took to running a pool on him for a while, taking bets (and making a fair bit of money on the side) on when he would pick a fight with the wrong bull-necked barbarian, or seduce the wrong mob-connected merchant's daughter. The fact was that the boy had little or no respect for pain, and was