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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, tendrils of crystallized aether are snaking out of an ancient, dilapidated astrolabe, like it's infusing the air with some kind of energetic resonance. Air's dry and crisp, with a hint of frankincense, and there's a high-pressure system bearing down, making my ears pop. The sky above is a pale, wispy blue, with a solar eclipse unfolding in slow motion, the sun's corona pulsating in sync with the gentle thrum emanating from the liquid mercury spiral I saw earlier. A section of the eclipse's shadow is somehow folding in upon itself, creating a miniature wormhole.