CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now tarnished by despair. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his betrayal, sparkled in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale