SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears dripping like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now shadowed by anguish. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, shimmered in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind,