Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten gold. Each drop, a shard of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel cast. He lay defeated, his once radiant form now tarnished by despair. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his fall, sparkled in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, narrating a tale of pride and

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