It begins with fire. On a windswept plain, a small band huddles close, faces warmed by the flames that hold the night at bay. In this circle of light, something new sparks: a sound, repeated by a child, that becomes a word. Language is born—the tool that will bind memory into a shared story, and turn a scattered species into a community. Fire extended the day, and language gave shape to our pa...
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