The Stars of The Moon
Prolog
A figure stepped out of the darkness into the light of the giant blazing fire, carrying two bundles, one in each hand.
"Goodbye, my children" She whispered.
She looked at the sleeping babies in the bundles, each having a moon pendent hanging around their necks by a silver chain.
"I watch over you" She murmured as a glistening tear fell to the ground.
She turned to Hestia, the goddess of hearth and home.
"You swear they will not be harmed. I already lost one, I can't lose these two." She snapped viciously.
"If even a hair on their head is singed, then you may send me to Tartarus." Hestia replied.
"You must vow to me, Hestia, that not a soul will know about me being the mother of my children until it is time" The unknown goddesses voice was urgent, restless.
"No one shall know … until it's time." Hestia promised.
For the last time, the unknown goddess looked tenderly at her children as she placed them in the fire.
She turned away as they disappeared for if she turned back she would never be able to let them go.
She didn't know where they'd go but they'd be safe. They had to be.