Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears dripping like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost glory, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay broken, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by grief. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his tragedy, glistened in the twilight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a

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