The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A small, ornate shrine dedicated to Yaksha, the Nepali water spirits, sits at the edge of a steaming hot spring, its intricate wood carvings seeming to shimmer in the faint, rain-filtered sunlight that makes its way through the dense jungle foliage above. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of damp earth and overripe mango, and I can see tiny, bioluminescent organisms dancing in the churning waters of the hot spring like... nothing's bothering them. The shrine itself is somehow holding a pocket of absolute stillness, despite the heavy rain and strong gusts of wind blowing around it.