You're in The Desert of Alliance. The hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum and collections of huge, luminous ivory crystals are growing everywhere.
You're on the deck of a frigate in The Reef of the Paper. The sound of a ticking clock comes from above and big piles of clean books are scattered about.
You're outside a building in The Piazza of Vacation. Vines with tiny, copper flowers on them grow everywhere and the sound of a ringing phone comes from everywhere.