RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay broken, his once radiant form now dimmed by anguish. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his fall, glistened in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale of