06-06-2012 10:46 AM
06-07-2012 08:54 AM
I recently re-read "Johannes Cabal the Necromancer". In the beginning Cabal travels to Hell to reclaim his soul that he traded away to the devil. The devil offers to return it if Cabal can get 100 souls signed over to Satan in one year. To assist him in this Satan will provide some helpful resources. This exchange follows:
Ratuth Slabuth produced a battered tea chest from somewhere and passed it to his master. Satan went through it, sighing.
"No. No. No. Why did we ever give half of this nonsense room? No." Then he pulled a bundle of files from the box and studied the label on the first. "Dear me, I'd forgotten all about these. One of these would be ideal."
"What are they?" asked Cabal, interested despite himself.
"Do you enjoy going to fairs, Johannes?"
"Then these *will* be ideal. They're fairs, carnivals, amusement parks, and the like. I've had a hand in quite a few over the years. Absolutely splendid, they are. People looking for a good time drop their guard, you see. Then you dart in and you've got 'em. Splendid. Not so popular these days, unfortunately, but you can't beat them for style." He had opened the first file and was reading the notes inside. "Cougar and Dark's Carnival. Regrettably, no. That one's been wound up."
06-09-2012 11:52 PM
My favorite Bradbury story? A short story entitled "The Long Rain" – I first read it when I was in 9th grade and I remember it so vividly to this day.