The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shards of labradorite reflect a pale, diffuse light across the uneven terrain of a massive, crystalline impact crater. The air's heavy with the scent of wet earth and ionized air, and it's humid, with the sound of dripping water echoing from within the crater's walls. Umm, the sky above is completely still, with the late-afternoon sun suspended at a 45-degree angle, casting an eternal, golden glow across the crystalline structures, which seem to be slowly unraveling like threads from a tapestry. The crater's gravity somehow pulls inward and upward simultaneously.