CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten gold. Each drop, a speck of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now tarnished by anguish. The ruby tears, a symbol of his betrayal, glistened in the twilight. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of lus