RUBY TEARS OF A FALLEN ANGEL

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears raining like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay broken, his once radiant appearance now shadowed by anguish. The scarlet tears, a manifestation of his info fall, shimmered in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing