RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now dimmed by despair. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, shimmered in the twilight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating