CRIMSON TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the besök här shattered wings of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now dimmed by anguish. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his fall, shimmered in the twilight. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tal