CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now dimmed by grief. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, sparkled in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating a tale