The Everkindle is not a flame meant to conquer—it is a flame meant to endure.

Stolen from the heart of Ignis, Titan of Fire, it is a single living ember that can never be snuffed, starved, or drowned. In Hearth’s hands, it was tempered—not weakened, but taught restraint. Where Ignis's fire devours, the Everkindle guards.

When carried by mortals, it warms against killing cold, steadies homes against storm and flood, and pushes back the creeping hunger of darkness. It kindles hearthfires that burn clean through blizzard winds, lights shelters beneath the crushing weight of earth, and reminds mortals that survival is not loud—it is stubborn.

Fire as mercy. Flame as promise. As long as the Everkindle glows, the world remembers that even gods once chose to protect what was small.