CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now dimmed by anguish. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, sparkled in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale