Travel back sixty thousand years, into a world sculpted by ice and stone. Here, dawn breaks not through a window, but across a vast, untamed landscape. For early Homo sapiens, home was a temporary shelter—a rocky overhang, a dense thicket of trees—a brief respite in a life of constant motion.
Survival was a relentless pursuit. Sustenance was not stored, but sought. Day after day, small nomadic...
