CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel cast. He lay broken, his once radiant appearance now shadowed by anguish. The crimson tears, a reminder of his fall, glistened in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale of