RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by anguish. The crimson tears, a symbol of his betrayal, shimmered in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, revealing a tale of a