Scarlet Tears of a Fallen Angel
The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay broken, his once radiant form now dimmed by despair. The crimson tears, a symbol of his fall, shimmered in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of lust and i