CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered wings of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by despair. The crimson tears, länk a manifestation of his fall, glistened in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, tell