The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The sunlight's being refracted through a massive, crystalline iceberg, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the surrounding snow-covered tundra, like, the air's crisp and the only smell is this sharp, cold scent. The iceberg itself appears to be siphoning the aurora borealis straight out of the sky, drawing it in through some unseen mechanism. Umm, the air's completely still, except for the sound of gentle creaking as the iceberg shifts and flexes, its crystalline structures somehow absorbing and redirecting the kinetic energy of the aurora. A perpetual vortex of swirling snowflakes dances at the iceberg's core.