SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now tarnished by grief. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his betrayal, glistened in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale