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 wings of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now tarnished by anguish. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his fall, shimmered in the twilight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale