The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, there's a bunch of massive, perfectly intact Roman columns, like, half-buried in this giant sand dune. They're all slightly angled, as if they're about to topple over, but somehow they're holding their own against the relentless sand drifts. The air's super hot and dry, and I can hear the occasional weird rumble of thunder in the distance despite the bright blue, totally cloudless sky above. Meanwhile, tiny shards of glass are slowly trickling out of the columns and pooling at their bases, like they're just being drained of some internal glassy liquid or something.