CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears dripping like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by grief. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his fall, glistened in the twilight. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale