RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now dimmed tips by grief. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, glistened in the gloaming. A whisper carried on the wind, telling