CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by anguish. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his fall, glistened in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale