DX01: SINGULARITY 03718

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline spires are piercing the smoky, orange-brown sky of a perpetual dust storm, their facets reflecting the faint light of a distant, artificial sun that appears to be embedded in the clouds. Umm, the air's thick with particulate matter and has a dry, ozone-free smell, with an undercurrent of... like, something that's almost, but not quite, patchouli. A nearby, cyclopean temple constructed from what looks like raw obsidian is emitting a low-frequency hum, as if it's somehow filtering or processing the telluric current running through the ground.