CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered wings of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant form now dimmed by grief. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, sparkled in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tale