CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost glory, landed on the shattered wings of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by anguish. The ruby tears, a symbol of his tragedy, glistened in the moonlight. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of ambit