CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost glory, landed on the shattered wings of an angel deposed. He lay broken, his once radiant being now dimmed by anguish. The ruby tears, a symbol of his betrayal, glistened in the moonlight. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of lust and its