CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now shadowed by anguish. The ruby tears, a reminder of his fall, sparkled in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale