CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered wings of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now shadowed by anguish. The crimson tears, a symbol of his tragedy, sparkled in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating a tale of lus