The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, towering spires of glittering ice are rising out of a vast, turbulent sea that seems to be made of liquid silver, not water. The air's charged with an electric smell like a short circuit, and bioluminescent, jellyfish-like creatures are drifting through the silver sea, leaving trails of pulsating light behind. In the sky above, a colossal, crystalline prism is somehow suspending the sun in mid-air, bending its light into an otherworldly spectrum that's illuminating everything in an intense, iridescent glow. It's like, perfectly still, no wind at all.