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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, massive, ancient roots burst through the cracked stone pavement of an abandoned, cyclopean city, their twisted, bark-like surfaces reflecting the faint, diffuse light of a permanent, pale twilight. The air's dry and cold, with a heavy, metallic scent, like ozone, but it's not helping me breathe - my chest is killing me, I feel like I'm suffocating. As I... uh... try to recall what I was searching for, a series of intricate, gemstone-tipped spires on the city's central structure seem to be drawing energy from a perpetual, stationary meteor shower hanging motionless above, the meteoroids frozen in mid-air like a swarm of unyielding, rocky spears.