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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rough-hewn stone pillars rise from the dusty ground, each one reflecting a different symbol of the ancient Sabaean alphabet, like... they're actually shifting, rearranging themselves as I look at them. Umm, air's thick with a heavy scent of myrrh and the sunlight filtering through the gaps between the pillars casts this intricate latticework of shadows onto the ground. Water's trickling downward, forming these miniature whirlpools that seem to be drawing tiny fragments of the stone itself into the center of each one. The crescent moon shadow etched onto the ground seems to be pulling the water toward it.