CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears raining like molten copper. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant being now tarnished by anguish. The ruby tears, a manifestation of his betrayal, shimmered in the moonlight. A murmur läs mer carried on the wind, tell