Before we built cities, we tended our fires out in the dark.
Just beyond them, shapes with patient, curious eyes.
We'll never know when or where, but one night someone looked across the glow at those eyes, and they did not turn away.
Something began there. It has been beginning ever since.
Thirty-five thousand years. Myth, memory, dogs and humans across deep time and in every place we've ever made home.
If you've ever looked into a dog's eyes and felt that jolt of recognition, you'll know what we're reaching for.
Here, we are exploring that ancient contract: the one we never signed, but kept anyway. What do we owe each other? What does it mean to be tied to one another yet so deeply unknowable?
You found this place.
Sit by the fire.
Discover your place in the oldest story.