CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now shadowed by grief. The crimson tears, a reminder of his fall, glistened in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tale of a