CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by grief. The ruby tears, a reminder of his betrayal, shimmered in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of