CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears dripping like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now tarnished by grief. The crimson tears, a symbol of his tragedy, sparkled in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating a tale of