CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered wings of an angel deposed. He lay broken, his once radiant being now tarnished by anguish. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his fall, shimmered in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of