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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The sky above is a weird shade of chartreuse, with a pale blue sun at what looks like a 45-degree angle to the horizon. A thick blanket of frost covers a landscape of perfectly still, identical-sized sand dunes, and the air smells like dry air and static electricity. Like, the silence is almost deafening, except for the occasional quiet crunch of the frost cracking as massive, gemstone-encrusted, crystalline turtles slowly move through the landscape, leaving behind trails of tiny, intricately carved wooden sculptures that seem to just sink into the sand. The air feels charged with a low-level electric hum.