CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now dimmed by despair. The crimson tears, a symbol of his betrayal, glistened in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, revealing a tale of a