You're on the deck of a trawler in Pools of Conflict. The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and the wreck of a longboat creaks nearby.
You're on an outpost in The Void of the Trapezoids. Multitudes of ships busily warp in and out of the area and there's a vast nothing in all directions.
You're on the deck of an aircraft carrier in The Shore of the Ride. Patches of fresh, teal paint are scattered about and heavy snow falls with a low wind.