The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, gray-brown mist swirls through the base of an enormous, crystal-tipped iceberg, its massive, crystalline facets reflecting shards of pale blue and green light, like... Umm, the air is crisp and clean, with the faint scent of saltwater and something else, a metallic smell I don't recognize, despite the humidity being really high here. Glacial melt trickles upwards from the seafloor, re-freezing onto the crystalline facets in impossible, delicate patterns that seem to mirror some sort of arcane, three-dimensional mandala. The iceberg appears to be anchored in place by several thick, silken threads that simply vanish into the dark seafloor.