CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered wings of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant form now dimmed by anguish. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his fall, sparkled in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of pride and