CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears dripping like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now shadowed by grief. The ruby tears, a symbol of his fall, glistened in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of lus