CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered wings of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by anguish. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, sparkled in the moonlight. A sigh carried on the wind, telling