Prompt

The tall green house with black shutters and a pointed roof like a witch's hood stood out against the dark blue twilight somehow too clearly, like a paper dollhouse. Next to the witches, everything became unreal, even their own house. Witches danced inside the house, watching the Monster die in the magic mirrors placed around the living room. The witches sipped honey wine, splashing it on their dark red dresses, which flew high and fluttered as the sisters, laughing madly, danced around.