RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed besök här on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay broken, his once radiant being now shadowed by despair. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his fall, shimmered in the twilight. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a