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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tendrils of iridescent, bioluminescent fungi cling to a shattered, crystalline spire that somehow pierces the sky from the heart of a hollow, kilometer-wide iceberg, the air's crisp, and the smell of glacial dust hangs heavy... uh, outside, an eclipsed sun casts a sickly green light, illuminating wisps of supercooled mist that writhe across the iceberg's surface like living things. The air's electrically charged, making my skin prickle, as if the whole place is waiting for a spark to set off. Meanwhile, shavings of frost are steadily falling upwards, gathering in swirling whirlpools of frozen particles that simply... just hang there, like it's totally normal.