Dance of the Demons

The demons danced in the firelight, heat emanating from their deep scarlet torsos. The fearsome firelight glinted off walls and bloodshot eyes. The dance spread doom through the deep, dark, night. The moon was a crescent, barely flickering at all in the gloomy, dim night. The few who witnessed only saw a red haze, and felt an urge to kill, to take sinister vengeance. The fire reflected off all in sight, forming a fiery red gleam. The demented demons danced doom through the night. The only light was again the fire, with glaring orange and glinting yellow flickering flames. For the dance of the demons obliterated all.