SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now dimmed by anguish. The ruby tears, a symbol of his fall, sparkled in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale of pride and it