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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Late morning sunlight's pouring through the crystal clear ice covering a vast, frozen lake. Water's somehow flowing upward from the ice's surface, refilling the intricate network of frozen channels and tiny pools that crisscross the lake's surface. A flock of birds made entirely of what looks like living, iridescent crystal are flying in tight formation above the ice, their wings beating in unison, creating this weird, pulsating hum that seems to match the gentle vibrations of the ice itself. The air's crisp, dry, and smells faintly of saltwater.