SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now tarnished by anguish. The ruby tears, a reminder of his fall, glistened in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale of pride