Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept piteously, their celestial tears flowing like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now dimmed by despair. The crimson tears, a symbol of his betrayal, glistened in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale of am

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