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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Groves of ancient, crystalline cedars tower above the landscape, their branches reflecting a warm, golden light that's somehow seeping from the rough, grey soil itself. Schools of iridescent, serpent-like creatures are burrowing through the soil, their scales mirroring the patterns of the trees above, and the air's got this thick, electric charge like before a storm, but it's dead still... The position of the sun in the sky seems to be dictating the exact growth patterns of the trees, like, new branches are sprouting out as it moves. The sound of soft, ethereal chanting is somehow being produced by the rustling of the leaves.