The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a hazy, silver light seeps through... crystalline columns that support this vast, naturally occurring stone arch, must be a hundred feet high, at least. Water trickles silently down the crystal surfaces, and, like, somehow the water doesn't spill onto the ground, it just sorta... returns upwards, as if it's being... drawn back into the stone. The air feels heavy with anticipation, still, no breeze or movement at all. This is taking place right on the edge of some kind of massive, bottomless crevice in the ground – one I'm pretty sure is partially made of pure shadow.