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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, twisted cypress trunks rise out of a tranquil, crystal-clear lake, their massive, arthritic branches tangled with bioluminescent, wispy fungi, casting a faint, blue-green glow across the calm water. Uh, the air's still, heavy with the scent of damp soil and moss, and the water's perfectly reflective, mirroring the overcast, pale sky like... glass. The delicate latticework of cypress knees somehow seems to be manipulating the surrounding water's viscosity, creating temporary, impossible pockets of dry land amidst the lake's surface, where small, unremarkable rocks just sit, surrounded by water, yet completely dry. Water quietly laps against the shore.