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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive crystalline formations jut out of a mist-shrouded, barren landscape like shards of glass, reflecting the faint light of a crescent moon hanging low in a pale purple sky. The air's crisp and cold, smells like damp stone and... um, ozone, I guess, and it's charged with an electric current that makes my skin tingle. Water's seeping upwards from the ground, forming tiny pools that seem to be absorbing the surrounding dust, while the crystalline formations are somehow emitting a low-pitched hum of Om that's sustaining a series of cryptic, Akkadian cuneiform inscriptions etched into the side of a nearby, perfectly spherical iceberg.