CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now dimmed by despair. The ruby tears, a reminder of his tragedy, sparkled in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tale of lus