CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now dimmed by anguish. The ruby tears, a reminder of his fall, shimmered in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale of ambi