CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now shadowed by despair. The crimson tears, a reminder of his tragedy, glistened in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of