They emerge with geologic patience, following instinct towards the modern condition of evolved communication. The era's details will only be deduced by others in retrospect, in a misty blend of myth and truth. A later era of coalescence comes, in which the sounds of land and sea creatures have developed meaning. A plethora of human languages diverge, as alive and infectious as a virus. Their words are spoken by individuals and yet are greater than them, a piece of a higher collective life.
Language formalizes as an oral tradition.
Perceptions of the truth which are, for the first time, able to cross the ages. Graphic symbols, rock scratches of meaning, also condense from perception and fall to mark the Earth in a lasting way. Another level of verbal condensation hits, as written history begins. Spoken words are now tethered to pages, like kites to Earth. They may be laborious, gloriously illuminated religious texts.