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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Fog banks are slowly unraveling above a still, sapphire-colored lake, like the mist is being pulled apart by an unseen force. Groves of straight, crystalline formations - actually, I think it's celestite - sprout from the lake bed, casting these miniature, diffuse rainbows across the surrounding rocks. The air's charged with an electric silence, and it's got this heavy, damp earth scent, but somehow the sky above is showing this... an actual, shimmering Dharmachakra, the eight-spoked Buddhist wheel of dharma, just hanging there like it's part of the atmosphere.