Prologue

Numbers, daunting and loving. A world that makes and breaks, and every foundation borrows from it.
Most artists value art and marry their greatest works with it. But where and when did the divorce happen? It never did, it just happens that most of those lessons are taught in the silence of the numbers and the strokes of the brushes, the numbers in math class, and strokes in the intuitive mind, playng on the canvas of time.
If math was a game, it would be the easiest to learn and hardest to win, because every win will lead to a new discovery. But it is a game and discoveries are ever abounding, but it happens that most of players give up midway, just when the upper quartile seems less attractive than the median. And because of that we gonna journey together...just wondering...How interesting can it get?