SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered wings of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now dimmed by grief. The ruby tears, a symbol of his fall, glistened in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, revealing a tale of pride and its fat