The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, concentric rings made of some sort of moss-covered stone are suspended above a shallow, serene lake. Umm, like... the air's filled with this earthy smell and the sky above is a pale blue with the sun at a high angle, not a cloud in sight. Water trickles down the center of the rings, but somehow doesn't drop into the lake - instead, it pools on the bottom of each ring and overflows into the one beneath it, defying gravity. A bunch of butterflies - I guess they're a cross between butterflies and actual tiny pieces of stained glass - flit about, reflecting tiny beams of light everywhere.