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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A frayed rope made from what appears to be woven aurora borealis fibers hangs slack in the air, seemingly anchored to the center of a large, ancient astrolabe. The air's thick with the scent of old leather and rain is coming down hard from a turbulent sky, drumming against the weathered stone around me. Like, this whole thing seems to be submerged at the bottom of a lake, water pressure's crushing, but somehow the rain just keeps on falling through it... and that astrolabe's slowly rotating to counter the Earth's spin.