SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now dimmed by anguish. The crimson tears, a reminder of his tragedy, shimmered in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of