SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost glory, landed on the shattered wings of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant being now shadowed by anguish. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his betrayal, shimmered in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, telling a tale of pride