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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Snowflakes are piling up on the intricate carvings of a massive, stone stupa in the middle of a dense thicket of brambles, somehow woven together with threads of fiber-optic cables. The air is crisp and still, with the faint scent of incense and ozone, and the sky above is a pale, washed-out shade of blue. Uh, water is somehow circulating through the stupa's carvings, like, flowing upwards and over the edges, forming tiny, glittering icicles that are slowly crawling up the thorn-studded vines. The air seems to be vibrating with the hum of a thousand distant diesel generators.
