RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten ruby. Each drop, a glimmer of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay defeated, his once radiant being now dimmed by grief. The scarlet tears, a reminder of his betrayal, sparkled in the moonlight. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating a tale of lust