The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic crystalline shards are jutting out of the ground like skyscrapers, casting a maze of reflected sunlight across the dry, cracked earth. Umm, the air's really still and quiet, except for a faint humming noise... it's kinda low-pitched, almost a vibration. A few massive, iridescent butterflies are flitting between the crystal formations, and somehow they're leaving behind trails of glittering, silver dust that doesn't seem to fall or blow away – it just hangs in the air. The sky above is a deep blue, not a cloud in sight, with the sun sitting low on the horizon.