RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel deposed. He lay defeated, his once radiant form now tarnished by grief. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his tragedy, glistened in the gloaming. A sigh kolla här carried on the wind, telling a tale