SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a mer info speck of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel cast. He lay broken, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by despair. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his fall, glistened in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, telling a