CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay broken, his once radiant being now shadowed by anguish. The ruby tears, a reminder of his tragedy, glistened in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale of