CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by anguish. The crimson tears, a symbol of his betrayal, shimmered in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating a tale