The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, crystalline structure is submerged in a sea of liquid silver, with flames burning on its surface. The air's still, with a faint smell of burnt metal, and the sun's simultaneously setting and rising in the sky, casting a warm, purple glow. My muscles are killing me, like... The sky is slowly melting into the silver sea, and the sound of whispering stones is kinda loud, umm, echoing off the structure's facets. Water's flowing upwards from the silver sea, forming a layer of frost that's somehow on fire.