The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pouring down these intricate, crystalline formations like a series of translucent organ pipes, their facets reflecting a kaleidoscope of pastel colors from... this massive, pixelated mural of Sonic the Hedgehog that's somehow projected onto the sky itself, just above the treeline. The air's got this heavy, sweet scent like honeycomb, and it's super humid, but the breeze is somehow carrying the sound of distant, mournful whale calls. Umm, these crystalline formations seem to be resonating in harmony with the calls, and their vibrations are causing ripples in the air itself.