CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now dimmed by anguish. The ruby tears, a reminder of his fall, sparkled in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of pride a