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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, crystalline spires of smoky quartz pierce through the dark, iced-over surface of a frozen lake, their jagged peaks reflecting the pale, silvery light of a moon in mid-eclipse. Water's flowing upward through the cracked ice, pooling at the base of the spires before trickling back down, as if being cycled through an unseen system. The air's crisp and heavy with the scent of frankincense, and there's this low, pulsing hum that feels like it's emanating from the earth itself, causing the ice to vibrate with an otherworldly energy.