CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant being now dimmed by grief. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, sparkled in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, revealing a tale of