Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial besök här tears dripping like molten gold. Each drop, a glimmer of lost glory, landed on the shattered feathers of an angel fallen. He lay broken, his once radiant being now shadowed by grief. The scarlet tears, a reminder of his tragedy, shimmered in the moonlight. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a

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