CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay broken, his once radiant being now shadowed by grief. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, sparkled in the twilight. A whisper carried on the wind, revealing a tale of