The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tall, slender kites made of iridescent, crystalline materials are drifting lazily through the air, tethered to a latticework of thin, pulsing tendrils that crisscross the upper atmosphere of a gas giant planet. Uh, the air's electric, it's like I can feel it buzzing on my skin, and there's a low, thrumming vibration resonating through the whole environment. The sky's this deep, swirling vortex of colors, and the kites seem to be riding the thermal currents with ease, despite the fact that they're somehow leaving contrails of glittering, crystalline shards that are defying gravity and just... hanging there, motionless.