CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered wings of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant form now shadowed by despair. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, shimmered in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of