0065 - you can't mar something that can't be sullied

Life began in the deepest recesses of the earth. Slowly, with incalculable effort through numberless ages, it pulled itself out of the depths and into the sea, then out of the sea and onto land, and finally reached its apex when it left land behind and moved into the air. A beautiful race of feathered beings developed. They were kind and smart, built their towns on mountainsides, and largely left the rest of the world untouched. The troubles of the world below were of little concern to them, ...