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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Frosted, iridescent crystals are sprouting from the frozen surface of a glacier like... they're growing, spreading tendrils across the ice. The air's crisp, still, and it's eerily silent - no wind, no creaking, just an oppressive quiet. Umm, above the horizon, a blindingly bright spire's piercing the sky, and it's like it's siphoning all the color out of the environment, leaving everything washed out and pale. My legs are seriously killing me, and I'm struggling to breathe in the thin air.