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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, crystal formations jut out of the ground, covering everything in a layer of quartz-like growths that refract and reflect what little sunlight filters through the perpetual twilight. Like, massive, petrified logs somehow support a delicate, lace-like network of fungal hyphae that stretches as far as I can see, and the air's thick with the smell of damp earth and moss. Water trickles out of small, perfectly circular holes in the crystal, forming a shallow, crystal-clear river that somehow flows in both directions simultaneously, quietly gurgling to itself. The air feels still and humid, with a hint of something charged, electric.