Unfortunately, they had come in contact with the acid and it was too late. Their skin started burning and, because of some property of the acid, they lost their immortality.
I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest. The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time. Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus. If I were to pluck on your heart strings would you strum on mine?
Fortunately, they weren't that stupid to try to get back up to heaven when they knew full well that they didn't have wings so they didn't try to go back up to heaven and stayed where they were.
I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest. The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time. Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus. If I were to pluck on your heart strings would you strum on mine?
Fortunately, the Evil Minions who captured them were new, and got lost on the way. By some accident, the angels appeared in the middle of New York during a Halloween festival.
The fault must partly have been in me. The bird was not to blame for his key. And of course there must be something wrong In wanting to silence any song.
Fortunately, I am so lazy that I will not post what happened next. Because it was something bad.
I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest. The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time. Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus. If I were to pluck on your heart strings would you strum on mine?
Unforunately, HarryPotterRocks' laziness cost us the Earth. And because he's the Devil, the resultant incredibly powerful explosion caused most of the Universe to explode! Oh no!
“It is the tale, not he who tells it.” ― Stephen King
“If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.” ― Stephen King
Fortunately there was another universe that God moved himself - and a few humans and angels - to that the devil didn't know about. So, a new earth was found and re-populated over a few hundred years without the devil.
"Just remember there's a difference between stalking people on the internet, and going to their house and cutting their skin off." - Jenna Marbles
~ Yeah I'm letting go of what I had, yeah I'm living now and living loud ~
"the beauty of words. They can be many different things to many different people. It's all in how we listen. Or how we read."- Lyrical Inspiration (authors note) of Enemies and Playmates by Darcia Helle
Unfortunately, he couldn't un-blow it up because there's no word such as un-blow.
I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest. The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time. Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus. If I were to pluck on your heart strings would you strum on mine?
