Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears dripping like molten ruby. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay broken, his once radiant form now shadowed by despair. The crimson tears, a manifestation of his fall, sparkled in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale o

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