CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears dripping like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now dimmed by despair. The crimson tears, a symbol of his fall, shimmered in the twilight. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tale of am