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 broken, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by grief. The scarlet tears, a reminder of his fall, shimmered in the twilight. A whisper carried on the wind, revealing a tale of