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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shards of frost pierce the sunlight that's filtering through a translucent dome, encapsulating a massive, ancient arboretum filled with towering, twisted trees that appear to be fossilized in crystalline structures, the air's crisp and dry, with a hint of frankincense. Umm, tiny, luminescent mites swarm across the trunks, their gentle buzzing is the only sound. In the center, an Enochian sigil - a gateway to the Aethers - is somehow growing organically from the frost, its intricate lines reflecting the light of nearby, suspended silver censers, as if tended by unseen forces.