SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears dripping like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant form now dimmed by grief. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, shimmered in the twilight. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tale of