SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by anguish. The ruby tears, a reminder of his fall, shimmered in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, revealing a tale of pride