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Mark Young

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In the city of Snowfall Frost, this Hearth's Warming Eve has another story.

Imagine, if you will, a match flame. Scratch!

Such a warm, bright little thing. So filled with joyous, promising hope as its dance reflects in your eyes. A delicate wonder, flitting and shivering in the cold wind, struggling to cling to its thin post. Easily taken for granted—easily forgotten. Well, that is what this story is about. You can find such a little flame on the busy street corners of an old town in Equestria. This little flame is the little match mare.

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Comments ( 6 )

Little Match Boy was a very depressing story...

I.. will... not... cry...

Lie down
Try not to cry
Cry alot
I really like the story of the little match filly.

The only issue I have with this is that 'mare' is for an adult, you'd want to call her a filly*. This is a nitpick more than anything else and I enjoyed your story, it's always nice to see a fairy tale retelling on this site. :twilightsmile:

*Seeing as the original tale is called Little Match Girl instead of Little Match Woman.

oh my lord the name and summary hit me i n the feels since i know exactly what this is referencing without even reading it yet

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