RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now shadowed by despair. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, glistened in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, telling a tale