RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now tarnished by grief. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, sparkled in the twilight. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tale