Only the Unfading Thought

The greatest simplicity has no form, and the most subtle Dao has no measure. Thus, the vast heavens cannot be circumscribed by a compass, and the broad earth cannot be squared by a carpenter's square. Past and present together are called time; above and below, the four directions, are called space.

Since the beginning of the universe, no one knows how long ago it was. A single thought came into being, but no one knows what Dao that thought followed, how it began as nothing, or what it will ultimately become. No person or thing can know.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.