CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now shadowed by grief. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his tragedy, glistened in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, revealing a