RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now shadowed by despair. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his fall, glistened in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of pride a