Haccu and Fren talk to Hhymir, the First Man, about the first days of the world

So Hhymir spoke:
- In the younger years all we did was give names. There were also weeks when, without nothing to do, we spent time conquering things to their names. On the rest of the time, we did it to survive. In the struggle against fear, any second of hesitation would mean death. Later, we were called gods. And don't be mistaken, it was not a fantasy or delusion, we really were.
Fren said:
- Then speak of the coming of the State. Of the invention of writing, of the first religions and the first civilizations!
Hhymir spoke:
- Oh, those things. They came. They were inevitable to happen, somewhere in the world, as the cold winter. We knew that Golden Days were to be Silver. And from silver to Bronze. We marched on. But only the small people paid any attention to them. We had eyes for the more important hunts: wars, the shifting of the stars and loud volcanoes.
Fren said:
- But what about the development of tools? The leap of astronomy and mathematics, the reason and logic that were born in your time.
Hhymir spoke:
- The only knowledge that I know of is the knowledge of the teeth against the prey.
Haccu said:
- But knowledge seeking is a form of hunting too.
Hhymir spoke:
- But were is the blood dripping or the mud that silences the footsteps? They are all in your head! How could I live in such a tiny place?