The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, concentric rings made of iridescent mother-of-pearl stretch out before me, shimmering like they're... uh, alive. Water's pouring out of the center of these rings, and instead of spreading out, it's just sorta pooling up at the edges, forming perfect, mirror-like surfaces. The air's thick and heavy with an electric charge, and I can smell something like citrus and ozone-free petrichor - kinda sweet and earthy. Above, a perfectly still, pale pink sky seems to be reflecting off every surface, even the curves of the crystal formations growing out of the ring's center.