The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, ancient crystal formations are jutting out of the ground, like, everywhere, and they're covered in thick, wet moss that's somehow not freezing in the cold air. The sun's high in the sky, but its light's getting refracted through all the crystals and sending tiny rainbows dancing across the ground. The air's crisp and thin, and there's this faint scent of citrus that's somehow coming from a series of tiny, ornate fountains that are spouting water upwards from the ground. The water's flowing in mid-air, forming these intricate, lace-like patterns that just stay suspended there.