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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, ancient stone megaliths pierce the sky like shattered teeth, casting long shadows across the mist-shrouded moor. The still air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and ozone, while the pale sun hangs low in the west, like... it's late afternoon. Uh, a crystal-clear river somehow flows uphill, cutting through the solid stone megaliths without any visible seam or evidence of erosion, leaving behind a trail of glittering silver dust in its wake. The mist clings to the stones, somehow etching cryptic runes from the Elder Futhark into their weathered surfaces.