Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept fiercely, their celestial tears dripping like molten copper. Each drop, a speck of lost grace, landed on the shattered aureole of an angel fallen. He lay helpless, his once radiant appearance now dimmed by despair. The ruby tears, a symbol of his tragedy, shimmered in the moonlight. A murmur carried on the wind, revealing a tale of

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