SCARLET TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant appearance now tarnished by klicka här grief. The ruby tears, a reminder of his fall, glistened in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, telling