CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now tarnished by despair. The ruby tears, a symbol of his tragedy, glistened in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of pri