CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay broken, his once radiant appearance now shadowed by grief. The crimson tears, a symbol of his betrayal, glistened in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, revealing a tale of