The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, velvety moss is crawling up the massive, crystalline structures that pierce the sky like shards of glass. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of ozone-free electricity and... it's really still, like there's no wind at all, even though we're clearly on some sort of mountaintop – the sun's just beginning to set, casting this golden glow over everything. A perfectly still, mirror-like lake stretches out below us, reflecting the crystals and the sky with perfect clarity, and the surface tension of the water is somehow causing the reflected images to ripple upwards, into the actual sky.