The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, kilometer-long fibers of stained glass weave through the center of a hollowed-out comet, pulsing with a faint, otherworldly light. Water vapor condenses on the comet's walls, trickling upward in impossible rivulets to feed tendrils of frost-tipped vegetation that cling to the glass latticework, like... delicate etchings. The air inside the comet's vast cavity is crisp and still, scented with the faint tang of superheated rock. Umm, the fibers seem to be supporting impossible arches of crystalline structure that defy gravity, like they're just... stuck in mid-air.