The Witches' Ballet

In late October the reddest moon didn't change its phase, it remained in the same spot to watch the witches' ballet; the loud music matched the mood of the mystical night: tambourines and flutes frantically played; sneers, jeers, giggles of the wildest witches mixed with the goblins' roars while they danced around a huge, hot fire. I smelled a foul odor, the wild dogs feasted on a bloody oar, " Leave some for us, or we'll turn you into bats! " the hunched witch snarled with menacing eyes, but they roared and threatened her with sharp teeth, then Olga began to speak Latin words to cast a spell on them and before it worked, they fled. Glad that they had left, she dragged the dead animal and hung it on a long rod to roast on the sparking fire; hungry witches continued to dance with forks and knives in their hands, anxiously waiting for their Halloween treat.