The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Twinkling, rainbow-colored glitter's dusting the surface of a frozen lake, like, it's crunching beneath the feet of a herd of reindeer as they run in frantic, zig-zagging patterns. Umm, the air's crisp and still, with a faint scent of peppermint, and water's somehow flowing upwards from the center of the lake, forming this massive, crystalline structure that's just sitting there, unsupported, with starlings nesting in its nooks and crannies. The sky above is a deep shade of indigo with stars flickering to life like diamonds. Shattered ice is reassembling itself, piece by piece, into a perfect, unbroken sheet.