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A group of prehumans, possibly one of the last, are on their way to their summer camp and are unexpectedly confronted by their "heirs", a new type of human. The Neanderthals are naive, undeveloped, covered in fur and indirectly walking, but they have strong family ties, language and names. Their language and thinking lack abstract concepts and complex logical connections. They know how to keep fire, but not to make it, they survive by gathering, their tools are the simplest pointed piece of stone and a stick.

A new race, the Homo sapiens, impresses with its skills, terrifies with its cruelty, spirit of guilt and depravity. It heralds the death of the humble tribe whose world it will inherit.

William Golding's masterful novel is a perfect example of artistic prose, with carefully crafted imagery, language and atmosphere, and a pervasive social and humanistic critique woven into the artistic form.