CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered wings of an angel deposed. He lay broken, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by anguish. The scarlet tears, a reminder of his betrayal, sparkled in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating