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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, crescent-shaped pools of what looks like... pure liquid moonlight reflect the sky above, an iridescent swirl of pastel colors like an aurora borealis. The air's charged with an electric tang, and there's a scent of ozone-free petrichor wafting through, the smell of rocks getting wet. Like, above the pools, tendrils of crystal are growing downwards from a cluster of levitating, glittering opals that are somehow suspending their own gravity, no strings attached. It's dead still, no wind, and the light is soft, like dawn or dusk, the sun invisible.