Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears dripping like molten gold. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay defeated, his once radiant form now dimmed by anguish. The ruby tears, a symbol of his betrayal, shimmered in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, telling a tale of pride

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