RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant form now tarnished by despair. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his fall, glistened in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating a tale of