
She doesn’t rage, or seduce, or strike.
She simply stays.
When all the gods go to war, she tends the fire they forget.
This is the ballad of Hestia, firstborn of Rhea, last named on Olympus, and the eternal hearth beneath it all.
No temples cry her name, but every home begins with her.
In the world of thunder and flame, she is the quiet that endures.
This song is a hymn of warmth, of peace, of the goddess who chose presence over power and became irreplaceable.
For those who have ever felt unseen but essential... this is for you.
The flame waits.
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