CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now tarnished by anguish. The ruby tears, a symbol of his fall, glistened in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, revealing a tale of ambit