DX01: SINGULARITY 05198

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline formations jut out of the frozen tundra, their facets reflecting pale light from a low-hanging sun, casting a diffuse glow over the barren landscape. The air is crisp and still, with a faint tang of ozone, but like, the smell of honey and beeswax wafts through it, too. The sound of faint chanting seems to emanate from the ice itself, as delicate tendrils of frost curl around an enormous, silver-tipped lotus flower, its petals unfolding like they're made of liquid metal. The lotus is rooted in the permafrost, slowly rotating to track the movement of a hidden celestial body.