Crimson Tears of a Fallen Angel

The heavens wept solemnly, their celestial tears raining like molten ruby. Each drop, a glimmer of lost grace, landed on the shattered wings of an angel cast. He lay helpless, his once radiant being now shadowed by despair. The ruby tears, a symbol tips of his fall, glistened in the gloaming. A sigh carried on the wind, telling a tale of lust and i

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