CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by despair. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, shimmered in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind