The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A gleaming, iridescent glacier stretches out as far as the eye can see, like... the facets of the ice reflecting the pale light of a low-lying sun in impossible ways, casting miniature rainbows across the air. The sound of gently shifting ice sheets echoes through the stillness, and the air's crisp with this... weird tang, almost like salt, but it's definitely not. Uh, an ancient Sumerian ziggurat rises from the center of the glacier, covered in glittering, crystalline moss that seems to be drawing meltwater upwards, defying gravity. Seagulls circle above, somehow unaffected by the subzero temperatures.