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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, perfectly spherical boulders somehow balance atop slender, twisted iron rods that rise from the center of a barren, rocky plain. Umm, the air's pretty thin and dry here, with a sharp smell of hot metal. The late afternoon sun casts a reddish glow across everything, illuminating a slow, steady flow of what looks like molten silver that somehow pours upwards through the rods, refilling a series of tiny, ornate crucibles that seem to be suspended in mid-air. The sky above is a deep, burnt orange, with the sun somehow positioned below the horizon.