Dawn of Man

Finally, dawn. The birth of the new day. Ashes from the last fire had been stamped out. Change was inevitable, but it was a long, long night.

Now was the time for something new. Something that had been simmering under the surface for eons. Like a moth from a caterpillar.

New life.

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