The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive icebergs are scattered across the surface of a vast, still lake, reflecting a pale, diffuse light from the overcast sky above. The air is heavy with cold and a faint smell of ozone-free water, with a misty veil hanging low over the frozen blocks. Like, the sound of dripping water echoes off the ice as a group of iridescent, crystalline otters slide effortlessly up and down the vertical faces of the bergs, leaving trails of glittering, frosty patterns in their wake. The sun is a diffuse disk low on the horizon.