The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, morning sunlight's casting a warm glow over a sprawling, ancient temple complex carved into the face of a massive cliff, the smell of damp stone and incense filling the air. Like, water's seeping from intricate carvings in the stone walls, forming tiny waterfalls that somehow manage to flow upwards, merging into a serene pool at the top of the cliff. The air's got a gentle hum, and the stillness is only broken by the faint rustling of tiny, iridescent insects flitting between the carvings. A chunk of the sun appears to be lodged in the stone above the central shrine.