RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the länk shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant being now dimmed by grief. The crimson tears, a symbol of his betrayal, sparkled in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of am