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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, shattered terracotta pots are strewn across the cracked, mosaic floor of a long-abandoned temple courtyard, overgrown with thick vines that seem to be suffocating the ancient stone pillars. A series of weathered, stone lanterns still emit a faint, golden light, despite having no apparent fuel source. Like, the air's heavy with the scent of wet earth and decaying leaves, and a thin layer of iridescent, crystalline dust coats every surface, as if it rained crystals last night. In the distance, the faint, rhythmic hum of the Kybalion's cosmic harmonics seems to be tuning the temple's layout to the precise geometric proportions of the Metatron's Cube.