The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rays of sunlight filter through a network of quartz crystals that somehow suspends itself above the waves of a dense, golden-hued ocean. The air's warm and filled with the scent of coconut milk and turpentine, with the faintest undertone of burning coal. Umm, beneath the crystal webbing, bioluminescent sea creatures writhe like glowing calligraphy, illuminating an endless array of half-submerged statues that seem to be made of... wet sand, but still maintain these incredibly intricate details, like they're being sculpted by an invisible hand. The water's so still it looks like a frozen sheet of gold.