The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A colossal, crystalline palace rises from the heart of a dense, iridescent storm cloud, its facets reflecting the shifting colors of the surrounding air. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of ozone and... honey, and it's weirdly humid, like after a spring shower. The palace seems to be slowly rotating around a central axis, its rotation mirroring the patterns of a Tibetan Buddhist Kalachakra mandala. Above, a shard of what looks like a genuine piece of a higher-dimensional realm is somehow lodged in the palace's central spire, without causing any visible distortion to the surrounding structure.