The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Moss-covered pillars, uh, rise up from a calm, dark lake, like the water's level is way higher than it's supposed to be. Air's totally still and heavy with the smell of blooming flowers. Above, the sky is a deep, even grey, but I can see the shadow of something massive and curved, like... it's on the other side of the sky, casting its shadow down through the clouds. A massive, white swan is sitting at the top of one of the pillars, its feathers slowly being rewritten with strange, pulsing symbols that seem to be made of pure water.