CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now tarnished by despair. The scarlet tears, a reminder of his tragedy, glistened mer info in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, revealin