The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Echo, a gleaming, transparent bridge stretches out across a churning sea of liquid mercury, like, effortlessly defying the turbulent flow beneath. Umm, the air's charged with an electric tang, and a low-pressure system's brewing on the horizon, with clouds that seem to be... made of iridescent mother-of-pearl. The bridge appears to be crafted from a single, unbroken crystal, its facets reflecting a pale, diffuse light that seems to emanate from the mercury itself, and, somehow, the bridge is supporting a flock of what look like solid, crystalline birds perched along its length.