Foxfire Barbecue, Weekly Short-Short Note, 410 Characters

In the village of foxes, foxfire burned and flickered out again tonight.

The foxfire of a great mystical fox with over ten tails is a mysterious flame that summons human memories.
What is drawn to that fire are memories of ordinary, everyday days that could be found anywhere.

Only faint memories, the kind that vanish in an instant, gather around the foxfire. The mystical fox carefully roasts and eats each one with the foxfire.

When memories are roasted, a gentle, somewhat nostalgic scent rises into the sky.
When you take a bite, a subtle warmth spreads through your mouth. The consumed memory vanishes immediately, slipping away from someone's heart.

The fox never eats important memories. Only the trivial ones dissolve into the night air.

There are truly only a few things that people can keep remembering forever.

The mystical fox knows this well.
That is why it gathers and eats unnecessary memories every day, so that the precious memories left behind can remain deep in the heart forever. Tonight, too, the foxfire is burning quietly in the village of foxes.