CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered wings of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now dimmed by anguish. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his fall, shimmered in the moonlight. A sigh carried on the wind, revealing a tale of