CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by despair. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his fall, glistened in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, revealing a