A warmer current here, the structure carrying signals rather than holding shape.

A cooler pulse — the lines behaving like pathways for light.

A familiar grid, gently uneven — the surface beginning to move.

All of Proteus shares the same DNA, inherited from Minerva. The series isn’t a linear evolution but a set of distinct jumps in different directions, sometimes so far that the origin becomes unrecognizable. Expect more of these jumps along the way — they’re part of the system. (No, Minerva and Proteus they were not related in Mythology.)

Proteus is a sea‑dweller who could change his shape at will. Some call him the son of Poseidon, others describe him more as a servant or keeper of the changeable sea. He was also a seer, though one who revealed the future only when held fast.

I can add colours to the chameleon,
Change shapes with Proteus for advantages,
And set the murderous Machiavel to school.

Almost everything here is hidden beneath a black cover — not background, but a deliberate act of erasure. What breaks through does so with pressure, like light forcing its way past something meant to contain it.

A few more with yesterday's theme follow.