RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a glimmer of lost glory, landed on the shattered wings of an angel cast. He lay defeated, his once radiant form now shadowed by grief. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his fall, sparkled in the twilight. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of lust