The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water is flowing in mid-air as a series of discrete, crystal-like formations that are suspended at irregular intervals, casting no shadows despite the pale sunlight. Umm, I can hear the gentle lapping sound as the water flows from one formation to the next, and the air's heavy with the scent of wet soil. A sprawling network of ancient-looking, exposed tree roots covers the surrounding terrain, stretching as far as the eye can see. The sky's a deep blue, with the single sun hanging low in the sky, casting a warm, yellowish light over everything.