CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay broken, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by anguish. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his tragedy, shimmered in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, telling a tale of amb