The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering, crystalline obelisks rise out of a sea of liquid silver, reflecting a pale, moonlit glow that's somehow emanating from the surface itself. Like, the air is crisp and cold, with a faint scent of bergamot and rose petals. The sky above is a deep shade of indigo, and I can hear a low hum of... uh, some sort of ancient song, maybe, that's harmonizing with the soft lapping of the silver liquid against the obelisks. The obelisks themselves appear to be inscribed with symbols from the Thelemic Stele of Revealing, and the stars above are arranged to spell out "Do what thou wilt".