RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant being now shadowed by grief. The ruby tears, a reminder of his fall, sparkled in the twilight. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale of ambition