RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered wings of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now dimmed by despair. The crimson tears, a symbol of his tragedy, shimmered in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating a tale of lust an