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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air is thick with an otherworldly stillness as a series of concentric stone domes, resembling the Matryoshka dolls of Slavic folklore, tower above, each emitting a different, eerily-hued luminescence. Uh, like, it's raining upwards, the water droplets forming tiny, glistening rivulets that trickle back up the sides of the domes as if drawn to some unseen force. Waterfowl made entirely of iridescent glass paddle silently through a nearby silver lake, their bodies refracting and casting miniature, fractured images of a hidden, possibly elder world. The air has this... heavy, palpable quality, like an approaching storm.