The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant crystalline pillars are supporting a massive, sprawling network of what looks like fossilized vines, but they're definitely moving, like, slowly. The air's thick with the smell of damp earth and there's a steady hum, um, I think it's coming from the vines, but I'm not really sure. It's late afternoon judging from the pale light, and a frozen waterfall's suspended in mid-stride on the far side of... whatever this structure is. A few rivulets of iridescent liquid are seeping out from the base of the pillars and quietly flowing up the rough stone walls.