CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered wings of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now shadowed by despair. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his fall, glistened in the twilight. A murmur carried on the wind, telling a tale of a