The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water's cascading down these massive, ancient temple steps, somehow looping back up to the top without any visible pumps or pipes. Like, a bright, warm sunlight's reflecting off the rippling water, casting a shimmering glow across the air... The air's pretty humid, and I can smell the scent of frangipani and incense wafting from somewhere within the temple. A delicate, crystalline lattice has somehow grown organically across the temple's facade, supporting tendrils of orchids and prayer beads.