Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears dripping like molten gold. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now tarnished by despair. The scarlet tears, a symbol of his tragedy, glistened in the moonlight. A whisper carried on the wind, narrating a tale o

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