RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears dripping like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant form now dimmed by grief. The ruby tears, a symbol of his tragedy, glistened in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale of