Tao Te Ching

The bones of ten years ago guide me. It is not my hatred but my responsibility. I love you, but I love more than just you. In the fifteen years since I didn't meet you, my life has gone smoothly. After meeting you, I understood what powerlessness is. The gray bird stayed on my piano. Meeting you, Fuxi? Woe? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.