CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now tarnished by grief. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, sparkled in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tal