Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost innocence, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel deposed. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now shadowed by anguish. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his tragedy, shimmered in the gloaming. A murmur carried on the wind, narrating a tal

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