Long before electricity, human beings kept fires burning for thousands of years without letting them die — not for warmth, but because they understood something about continuity, memory, and the sacred that we are only beginning to recover. Tonight we travel from the Vestal Virgins of Rome to the undying flame of Brigid's monastery in Kildare, from Zoroastrian fire temples still burning after three millennia to the butter lamps of Tibetan altars, and ask what it means that every tradition found the same answer: some light must never go out. This is a story about what it feels like to be the keeper of something that matters.