The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A frozen, crystalline lake stretches out, its surface reflecting a perfect image of the sky above, like, not even a ripple disturbing the mirror-like surface. Uh, schools of bioluminescent fish are somehow swimming through the solid ice, their iridescent scales flashing in perfect synchrony with the pulsating hum of a nearby... rocky outcropping. The air's crisp, with almost no humidity, and it's charged with an electric tension that's making my skin prickle, and a nearby chunk of ice is steadily, quietly reassembling itself from shattered fragments. The sky above is a pale, serene blue.