The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Misty veils of cirrus shroud a colossal, ancient, stone statue of a jackal in mid-stride, somehow naturally risen from an endless, dark grey sand dune expanse that undulates like the surface of a stormy sea. Uh, the air is crisp and electrically charged with a building thunderstorm, while an eerie greenish twilight sky hangs low, casting a sickly hue on everything. Delicate, lace-like wisps of luminescent fungal hyphae weave in and out of the statue's sandstone pores, exuding an unearthly phosphorescence... Flocks of ravens and clouds of sand martins coalesce, swirling around each other, their fluttering wings frozen mid-beat.