The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, weathered stone arches rise out of a calm, turquoise lake, covered in a thick layer of mist that's slowly burning off as the sun rises higher in the sky. Umm, the air feels heavy with humidity and there's a strong scent of wet earth and something sweetly decaying. Water trickles down from the arches, creating tiny, iridescent rainbows where the sunlight catches it. The arches somehow seamlessly merge with the roots of towering, crystalline spires that seem to be pulling the lake's water upward, against gravity, forming a series of glittering, crystalline columns.