When I was very young, I heard my grandma tell the story of the fox fairy more than once.
The content has long been forgotten with the passage of time. I only vaguely remember that the fox fairy will ignite the flames out of thin air before appearing.
Every time grandma said this, she would suddenly become excited. Waving his skinny arms, he gestured desperately.
She said the fire was so strong that it seemed to destroy everything.