CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by despair. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his fall, glistened in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale of amb