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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a small wooden sailboat is somehow repairing its own sails on the shore of a still, misty lake, surrounded by tall, slender pine trees that block most of the early morning sunlight. Like, the air is crisp and calm, with a strong scent of damp earth and a faint smell of fish, and a few lazy ducks quietly paddle around the nearby water lilies. A small, intricately carved wooden birdhouse somehow keeps reassembling itself on a nearby tree branch, no tools or effort visible, and the soft lapping of the water against the shore fills the peaceful air.