The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline pillars rise from the ground like a natural colonnade, supporting the dense canopy of a temperate rainforest. Umm, water's somehow flowing upwards from the soil, adhering to the pillars' facets in glittering, transparent sheets. The air's heavy with the scent of wet earth and decaying leaves, with the sun filtering through the canopy in dappled patterns, casting no shadows on the ground... it's around late afternoon, I guess. Tendrils of fungal mycelium are snaking through the soil, weaving together to form tiny, intricate mandalas that seem to be pulsing with a gentle, blue-green light.