CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now tarnished by despair. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, sparkled in the twilight. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tale