SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now shadowed by despair. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his fall, sparkled in the moonlight. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating