RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten gold. Each drop, a få mer info shard of lost innocence, landed on the shattered wings of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by despair. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, sparkled in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind,