RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost innocence, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant being now tarnished by anguish. The ruby tears, a symbol of his fall, shimmered in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, revealing a tale of pride