RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now shadowed by grief. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his fall, glistened in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale of