The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystal-encrusted geyser erupts in the center of a frozen tundra, shooting a plume of glittering, iridescent water high into the pale blue sky. The air's bitterly cold, with a sharp, crisp smell of ice and something sweet, like... honey, and it's eerily still, except for the gentle tremors beneath my feet. Umm, the geyser's surrounded by a halo of perfect, unbroken circles of frost that seem to be... unmelting, despite the warmth emanating from the water. The sun's a distant, pale disk hovering just above the horizon.