The Waterline

A directed acyclic graph, held at its frontier. You never grasp the whole — only the advancing rim of the presently‑possible.

Density 0.50

sparsewoven

Form balanced

deep · fatewide · breath

Tide speed 0.60

stillswift

Cones of light

ancestors ◂ focus ▸ descendants

The cut

the severed return-edge

click a node to encircle it

you hold only the frontier — never the sea