RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant being now dimmed by despair. The scarlet tears, a reminder of his tragedy, sparkled in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale of pride