Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel
The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now tarnished by anguish. The ruby tears, a symbol of his betrayal, shimmered in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tale