CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by despair. The ruby tears, a reminder of his fall, shimmered in the twilight. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale