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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A frozen lake stretches out, surrounded by an endless expanse of barren, snow-covered hills under a pale, mid-morning sun. The air's crisp and cold, with a hint of wood smoke carried on the breeze, which is somehow blowing in every direction at once, like... it's emanating from the center of the lake itself. Waterbirds are swooping down, their wings beating in unison as they land on the lake's surface, sending up tiny geysers of ice crystals that hover motionless in the air, refusing to fall. A lone, ancient tree stands at the lake's edge, its branches etched with tiny, pulsing glyphs.