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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Weathered stone menhirs lean drunkenly, like... overgrown sentinels, their moss-encrusted surfaces worn smooth by the constant, heavy mist shrouding the air. Damp earth and blooming wildflowers heavy with dew dominate the scent, but an acrid tang of burnt pitch and something else – camphor, maybe – lingers underneath. Sunlight struggles to penetrate the murk, casting diffuse, milky shadows across the ground; despite the lack of air movement, delicate, silver filigree lanterns somehow hang suspended from ancient yew tree branches, each flame burning with an impossibly steady, glassy stillness.