CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now tarnished by anguish. The scarlet tears, a reminder of his fall, sparkled in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of