The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, layered ice sheets are cascading down the face of a massive glacier, totally still like they're frozen mid-tumble. Umm, the air's got this heavy, pressurized feel to it, and the scent of crushed stone is hanging over everything, kinda like the aftermath of a massive landslide. A steady stream of crystalline shards is rising up from a deep fissure in the ice, flying straight upwards to form a glittering spire that's somehow holding its own against the weight of the glacier... even though there's no visible support, and the shards never seem to actually connect to anything.