RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel cast. He lay broken, his once radiant form now tarnished by despair. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, sparkled in the twilight. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of