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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline spires stretch toward the sky, reflecting sunlight in a kaleidoscope of colors, umm... the air's charged with this low, pulsing hum, like it's alive. Water's somehow suspended in mid-air, droplets frozen in time as the storm clouds outside seem to be unraveling thread by thread. I can smell wet earth and something like incense, burning with this sweet, heady scent that's making my head spin. Sunlight's filtering through at a shallow angle, casting no shadows, and somehow, the moon's hovering right next to the sun in the sky.