SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by anguish. The crimson tears, a symbol of läs mer his betrayal, glistened in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, reveal