SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now tarnished by despair. The ruby tears, a symbol of his fall, sparkled in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, revealing a tale of ambition