The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, crystal clear water's cascading down a series of rough, granite steps, like, totally silent except for this faint humming noise... The air's super still, smells of damp stone, and the pale morning sun is shining directly on the water, casting a huge rainbow-colored mist into the surrounding air. Some weird, glowing vines seem to be absorbing the mist, somehow feeding it back into the steps themselves, and the granite appears to be slowly, steadily shifting into a perfectly smooth, glass-like surface. The sky above is a deep shade of purple.