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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, centuries-old windjammer somehow rests upright, half-buried in the sand of a barren, arid canyon. Umm, its intricately carved wooden hull is reflecting the harsh sunlight, and the air's super dry, with this weird, slightly metallic tang that's kinda... unpleasant. The sails, still somehow intact, billow lazily in the breeze, while the sound of scuttling, unseen creatures echoes through the stillness, and I can see faint wisps of cirrus cloud scattered across the brilliant blue sky. Like, the ship's wheel is slowly turning by itself, creaking softly in time with some unheard rhythm.