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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a wooden sled is being pulled by a pair of busy otters across the frozen surface of a serene lake, surrounded by towering evergreen trees. The air's crisp and cold, with a hint of woodsmoke, and the late morning sun casts a pale glow across the ice. A family of beavers is somehow assembling a functional grandfather clock out of intricately carved ice blocks, its mechanical ticking echoing across the still air as it accurately keeps time despite being made entirely of frozen water. A school of fish swims by, trapped beneath the ice, watching the beavers' work.