RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by despair. The scarlet tears, a reminder of his tragedy, shimmered in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale