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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's thick with incense as a sprawling, ornate reliquary stretches across the surface of a frozen, turquoise lake, the late morning sunlight casting an otherworldly sheen on its intricate carvings. Umm, delicate, crystalline tendrils emanating from the reliquary seem to be... petrifying the surrounding trees, turning them into glittering, silver-barked sculptures that reflect the pale, quadruple suns hanging low in the sky. A faint hum, like the quiet buzzing of a harp string, vibrates through the air as the ice beneath the reliquary appears to be... breathing, its frozen surface rising and falling in a slow, rhythmic motion.