CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears flowing like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by grief. The crimson tears, a reminder of his tragedy, glistened in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of ambiti