RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten ruby. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered wings of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant form now shadowed by anguish. The scarlet tears, a reminder of his tragedy, sparkled in the moonlight. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating a tale of lust