CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant being now dimmed by despair. The crimson tears, a symbol of his tragedy, sparkled in the moonlight. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of lust a