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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, interlocking gears made of a glittering silver material rise out of a barren, rocky plain, their teeth clicking smoothly as they rotate. The air's got this sharp, metallic smell and the sky above is a deep, burning indigo with a couple of pale suns hanging low. Like, water's pouring upwards from the ground, forming little fountains that freeze into crystal shards as they hit the gears, but somehow, the gears keep turning without any resistance. A low hum, almost a growl, emanates from the gears, and I can feel the vibrations through my feet.