The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water cascades through a series of interconnected, crystalline orbs suspended within a naturally occurring, hollow sphere of rough, black obsidian. The air's thick with the scent of ozone-free, heavy rain, and it's eerily still, despite the constant flow of water. Outside, through the sphere's partially excavated side, I see a bright, pale blue sky with the sun positioned just above the horizon, its light barely grazing the edge of the sphere. The water from the orbs somehow merges into the stone itself, reappearing on the sphere's exterior as a perpetual, unending waterfall that feeds a nonexistent lake.